The advancement in technology which is supposed to connect people and make lives easier has taken a toll in our lives apparently. First, we’ve all become lazier, we’re always occupied in front of our laptops – just like I’m doing right now. Second, we’ve lost actual real connection with people. It’s made life more complicated with all these new ways of communicating – let’s Skype, video call, text, mms or YM each other. Gone were the days when we only had one house phone, and we’d make plans to meet up. So, the guy either show up or not. Gone were the days when we only had a camera which had a roll of film and we can’t afford to mess up our pose because it’d be a waste. Instead now we take for granted of every snap and simply delete the ones we don’t like. We’d photoshop our pictures so we look less like who we really are and become almost like the person we wish to be.
Romance also has lost its novelty. With new and more advanced technology people no longer write love letters. Back in those days, couples would give each other’s hair to show love and affection. It’s almost like saying, “My love, here’s a part of me with you. Keep it,” . Odd, but that was deemed romantic. People wrote poems and definitely had a way with words. They wrote letters although miles apart, people wait and had faith. Such strong faith, grounded by LOVE. Now romance is reduced to very few syllables texted to one’s loved one hand phone and will soon be deleted. Nothing could be kept as a token of love, an evidence, a story to tell our grandkids of how grandma and grandpa fell in love.
Miss the days when we used the public phone with our coin box filled with precious coins to make that one phone call to a special someone. After which, we’ll have the longest most meaningful conversation. Our house phone would ring – now it rarely does because everyone has their own hand phone, and the person is either there or not there. Good times, but time has changed hasn’t it? And so has romance…
Beethoven - Love Letters of Great Men
Good morning, on July 7
Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours
Source: http://www.romanceclass.com/lovelettersofgreatmen/beethoven3.asp
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