Every my child has uncertainties that are not his own, that the world has labeled, sculpted, he lives spotted by an useless label given him from the world, he must only be able to find me, my light, his light and his love.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ I want my children to have more abandonment , trust and listening towards me, not to let themselves be taken by discouragement , disappointment , the inconsistency of the world , to rejoice in every moment lived with me, for me, and to confide in me.→ Everything in me is never appearance , it is clarity , purity , true love , manifest essence , reached only in the love between you and me, possible , which is kept alive with trust and the abandonment of being children and having me for a father .
→ My children must recognize the poverty , the misery of the world , which hurts them, look inside themselves , wonder who they are , where they come from, who they belong to, who I am , what our relationship is , look at the world , what surrounds them, they must recognize why they feel weak , fragile , without resources .→ The world is not bigger than you.
Relative arguments