mindstream

• Right now, it is whatever users want it to be: a way to drive people to a blog or business site, a micro-blog with short snippets of information, a news feed, a chat room for you and your closest friends, a mindstream of your thoughts, and more. —  Original Signal - Transmitting Web 2.0
• Najib, or whatever you thought of him exists within your mindstream. —  *SUSAN LOONE's Blog*
• - I rehrase it here - "ZenTEa, or whatever you thought of him exists within your mindstream. —  *SUSAN LOONE's Blog*
• I didn't mean to upset you, but if that's what you felt, than it's time to walk your talk since you said: "Najib, or whatever you thought of him exists within your mindstream. —  *SUSAN LOONE's Blog*
• i dig policemen with machine-guns, we're pals, even if they've thrown me out from the airport several times, cause they were humane, we're pals. they had those cool machine-guns too. got a courtesy ticket for the underground. when i was a child one afternoon, which was long & i felt alone, i played with my puppets in the window and got laughed at for it & it made me realize i was alone. this time, i would have to say i'm an adult, but i'm simply fubar and if this is adulthood i want my money back. neverending days, the river of time is flowing on somewhere else, i'm dry as a bone & there's nothing but dumb silence. did you know it was tough to dream in the work camp? have you thought about the mindstream? or why the hell you're living if you're not living at all? that everyone can be fooled? but what's the use? that love can even be nice? that you're here? that you don't really like your friends, and if you do you don't know why? that everything can be violated? have you ever thought about why you need to ask all these fucking questions? fuck, i'm thinking aboiut being in love, first time ever. i've repudiated love, so this must be some mistake, it's fine, i make mistakes all the time. love would alter the afternoon i guess, and make it cool and make the moment neverending, and the aftrenoon seem a simple memory instead, without any significance. it would be grand but i know i'm wrong. sleep. sleep my arse. at least i've done something i wanted to and i don't give a shit for nothing else. i don't know if i'll ever get away from this country i'm afraid i'll get stuck here a whole fucking life long, orrather a zomboid lifeless existence long, at least there's food and heating but the tv sez there's more to life than this. why am i writing in the first place? —  Urban Vancouver - Vancouver's community blog

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