despre dragoste..sau nu

Cand v-ati simti cu adevarat iubit ultima oara? Cand v-a fost marturisita dragostea? Cand ati primit ultima scrisoare de dragoste? Mai scrie lumea scrisori (nu, nu e-mailuri, felicitari tiparite deja cu presupusele sentimente, si asa mai departe..); ma refer la scrisori parfumate, intiparite cu lacrimi, scrise cu penita sufletului? 

Mai exista iubire adevarata?

Avem orgolii, nepasare, indiferenta, ignoranta, egoism, temeri, prostie... dar iubire? 

Mai stim noi azi ce e iubirea? Poate ca in fond nu aflam ce inseamna cu adevarat iubirea decat atunci cand cuprindem pentru prima oara in palma noastra o manuta micuta a unei particele din sufletul si trupul nostru. Unii..nici atunci...

Fara iubire lumea probabil ca nu ar fi existat in forma in care noi o cunoastem azi. 

Acum insa si acest sentiment s-a schimbat, s-a pervertit, a devenit mai rece, mai materialist.

"Iubirea trece prin stomac"... Oare? Oare iubirea adevarata,...dragostea, trece ea prin stomac? Sau este irationala, poate absurda, dar ametitoare, atotputernica si incredibila?!  

Toate simtamintele pot fi insa anulate in societatea moderna de "shoping", "fashion", etc.. Cel mai bun mijloc insa de anulare a oricarei farama de sentiment pare a consta in utilizarea asiduua, febrila a  "computerului". 

In loc sa devina un mijloc de informare extraordinar, calculatorul a reusit sa devina un mijloc de dezumanizare, astfel incat ridicarea pc-ului personal si a internetului la rang de zeitate a ajuns sa distruga numeroase familii, iubiri..

In consecinta, raspunsul la prima intrebare a acestui post este cu siguranta pentru tanara generatie in procent de peste 90% . TRIST..

"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


http://www.romanceclass.com/lovelettersofgreatmen/beethoven3.asp"