I am from the past. In the 1970's I lived life as a child who was taught to read newspaper titles first, before school, sitting on the knees of his grandfather. Later every summer vacation going back to the tiny village not far from Danube river, I would sit at night, using light from the petrol lamp and read from dusty books found in my grandparents attic, until my eyes would be tired.
Everything in those books felt so vivid in mind's eye, no facebook or social media phone of today could possibly have the amazing effect they had on a child. The dreams and imagination, had no limits. On the contrary, today allot has been lost, with the blunt, crude expressionism of raw unfiltered media, and will never return, imho.
Yet, here I am responding to your electronic text!