reality, sexual dystopia. don’t really have much to say about the word virtual. I suppose I could type about virtual sex, or virtual legs but I don’t really care. I did
i know i was in a altered state of mind. i know it was not real. i know i want to go back. i can never die there. and when i do, i just come back. so in en essence i do die, now i just have an answer to death. i come back, virtual. hinduism?
Virtual reality was taking over my real reality. When I had more friends online, across the globe, than I actually did in my own home town, I knew it was time to turn the computer off. It was, after all, a little ridiculous that nobody lived close enough to bring me dinner when I had a baby.
My reality hurts. It hurts everything I look around and I see nothing but:
suffering
sadness
and
kids kids kids
little kids
hoping not to die.
I wanna go back to the virtual world.
To the world in my mind where everything
is
better than it
should ever be
and at the same time
worse than
in reality.
Virtual tours are sweet
Videotaping the future
Going around the corner
I wonder what is throught that door
Check out the future building
High-Tech camera
Computer generated world
Different views of life
virtually, sh was alone. nothing and no one surrouned her. she filled up the enirety of the space, yet, there was no actual space to fill up. she ponered this, but eventually gave up and continued sipping her green tea.
this word reminds me of The Sims because it is a virtual reality. it also reminds me of the movie Pixel Perfect where Brooke Mori sings the theme song with here band Huckapoo because that movie is also kidn of about a virtaul universe
i’m living in a virtual world…well my world is damn real, but is leaded by incompetents that promise virtual things…that’s virtual for me…so virtual is non-real
virtual is the internet. virtual is what is made out to be real, but is acutally something that doesn’t exist. I don’t like “virtual” realities becuase I wonder why people can’t just live in the present, why they can’t just likve like the res of us
It was as if she was in a virtual reality… that was how Madison felt about going between Columbine and IKJA. It was so uncomplicated, so simple. no more nutcracker, no more pit. She was hte first french horn at IKJA as well as captain of the debate team and yet still totally with her class at IKJA.
i live in a virtual worlk. Well, my world is real, but me “reality” is made up. If you stay in your head… everything is exactly how you want it to be. no muss, no fuss… just what you desire. That is my virtual reality.
Sometimes I become extremely annoyed with the fact that I was born in the virtual world…computers, social sites, networking…it takes up time that I can use to dsicover something more in the world. Time that should be well spent…
new reality designed to rule us all. it’s becoming a part of our lives. like parasites, it slowly takes over our senses and blinds us to its destructive nature. we are too far gone in love to see the bad side in its permeation
Outside reality. Avatar. False, man-made representation. Wireframe figures acting out our lives with skills we’re too lazy to get up off the couch and learn. Safety blanket. Escape for the mind.
evrything you see is what you get, but not really, it’s never touchable, it’s never really there, but sometimes it can be more real than everything else…
it was the first time that he had ever been to sdomething like this, but lkuckily the feee was cheaper than expected. these virtual reality centers had become popilar as of kate and hed only heard good things from hisd friends about them. He put the quarter in the slot and sat down, then began
I used to hide from the world. I used to lie to my self. I knew I wasn’t real… At least I wasn’t real by the standards I was taught as a kid. By them, I was a copy, a replica, faux human. And yet I could move, I could breathe, think, be, question, learn. I was a genetic experiment, but I was alive, I was real. No. I am real. I’m just as real as anyone else.
Virtual is a strange word, isn’t it? Three syllables isn’t a long word, but most words with a v just sound strange. Why? I’m not sure. I just know that I am at a loss on what to write right now. (heh heh, write/right. woo!) and that this really isn’t making much sense.
everything i see is in this world.
it’s literally there in front of my face. it might breathe, it might have it’s own bowel movements even.
It’s not a fake world. It’s not made up. I am in this place. I live and breathe myself. It’s virtually known to myself and to all others.
VIRTUAL IS AWESOME NOT SURE WHY THE CAPS LOCK IS ONE LIVING IN THIS VIRTUAL WORLD I GUESS I AM YELLING AND ALL THIS PRSSURE TO WRITE SOMETHING MEANINGFUL IS MAKING ME VERY AWARE OF THE FACT I CAN’T SPELL BUT I AM NOT SURE ANYONE IS ACTUALLY GOING TO READ THIS WHAT IS THIS FOR
virtuality would be for taking voer our world. think about it : facebook, twitter, wikipedia, youtube, etc. a girl in Romania, Brasov died this year because she connected to Twitter on her laptop (plugged-in) while she was in the bathtub. People have absolutely no care for snail mail or the likes anymore.
reality, sexual dystopia. don’t really have much to say about the word virtual. I suppose I could type about virtual sex, or virtual legs but I don’t really care. I did
I was caught between worlds – in a virtual sphere where nothing exists but the strange uniform collective meanderings of our minds.
Alternative reality bent on giving humans a sweet escape from trials of everyday monotony.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh
virtual is virtual
virtual
virtual is as virtual does.
virtual
i know i was in a altered state of mind. i know it was not real. i know i want to go back. i can never die there. and when i do, i just come back. so in en essence i do die, now i just have an answer to death. i come back, virtual. hinduism?
The end of reality. Pacing in circle recreating freedom with and empty scroll.
Virtual reality was taking over my real reality. When I had more friends online, across the globe, than I actually did in my own home town, I knew it was time to turn the computer off. It was, after all, a little ridiculous that nobody lived close enough to bring me dinner when I had a baby.
My reality hurts. It hurts everything I look around and I see nothing but:
suffering
sadness
and
kids kids kids
little kids
hoping not to die.
I wanna go back to the virtual world.
To the world in my mind where everything
is
better than it
should ever be
and at the same time
worse than
in reality.
Virtual tours are sweet
Videotaping the future
Going around the corner
I wonder what is throught that door
Check out the future building
High-Tech camera
Computer generated world
Different views of life
computers
virtually, sh was alone. nothing and no one surrouned her. she filled up the enirety of the space, yet, there was no actual space to fill up. she ponered this, but eventually gave up and continued sipping her green tea.
this word reminds me of The Sims because it is a virtual reality. it also reminds me of the movie Pixel Perfect where Brooke Mori sings the theme song with here band Huckapoo because that movie is also kidn of about a virtaul universe
Virtual Tours
Very Interesting
Close camera View
Birds Eye view
Videotaping the new building
Going around the corner
Wonder what is throught that door
i’m living in a virtual world…well my world is damn real, but is leaded by incompetents that promise virtual things…that’s virtual for me…so virtual is non-real
non-real
pc
high-tech
virtual is the internet. virtual is what is made out to be real, but is acutally something that doesn’t exist. I don’t like “virtual” realities becuase I wonder why people can’t just live in the present, why they can’t just likve like the res of us
It was as if she was in a virtual reality… that was how Madison felt about going between Columbine and IKJA. It was so uncomplicated, so simple. no more nutcracker, no more pit. She was hte first french horn at IKJA as well as captain of the debate team and yet still totally with her class at IKJA.
i live in a virtual worlk. Well, my world is real, but me “reality” is made up. If you stay in your head… everything is exactly how you want it to be. no muss, no fuss… just what you desire. That is my virtual reality.
Sometimes I become extremely annoyed with the fact that I was born in the virtual world…computers, social sites, networking…it takes up time that I can use to dsicover something more in the world. Time that should be well spent…
new reality designed to rule us all. it’s becoming a part of our lives. like parasites, it slowly takes over our senses and blinds us to its destructive nature. we are too far gone in love to see the bad side in its permeation
fake almost real imagined land the matrix computer games sounds better than real life
Outside reality. Avatar. False, man-made representation. Wireframe figures acting out our lives with skills we’re too lazy to get up off the couch and learn. Safety blanket. Escape for the mind.
evrything you see is what you get, but not really, it’s never touchable, it’s never really there, but sometimes it can be more real than everything else…
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it was the first time that he had ever been to sdomething like this, but lkuckily the feee was cheaper than expected. these virtual reality centers had become popilar as of kate and hed only heard good things from hisd friends about them. He put the quarter in the slot and sat down, then began
virtuelle welten, www,
he virtually anyhting capacitater is going to the moon. This is the best product since sponges!
virtual is like something that isn’t real it is just a thing that is supposed to be real but it is not really real but it is like on a screen
I used to hide from the world. I used to lie to my self. I knew I wasn’t real… At least I wasn’t real by the standards I was taught as a kid. By them, I was a copy, a replica, faux human. And yet I could move, I could breathe, think, be, question, learn. I was a genetic experiment, but I was alive, I was real. No. I am real. I’m just as real as anyone else.
I imagine virtual worlds and other virtual things. this word reminds me of the internet for an obvious reason. The word itself. Virtual.
reality is all subjective. In a virtual world, I am the coolest, most awesomest guy anyone could ever meet. I can also fly! That would be cool!
Now I am thinking about all the fun things I could do!
Virtual is a strange word, isn’t it? Three syllables isn’t a long word, but most words with a v just sound strange. Why? I’m not sure. I just know that I am at a loss on what to write right now. (heh heh, write/right. woo!) and that this really isn’t making much sense.
everything i see is in this world.
it’s literally there in front of my face. it might breathe, it might have it’s own bowel movements even.
It’s not a fake world. It’s not made up. I am in this place. I live and breathe myself. It’s virtually known to myself and to all others.
reality books computers technology our minds are just a virtual reality created in another dimention
VIRTUAL IS AWESOME NOT SURE WHY THE CAPS LOCK IS ONE LIVING IN THIS VIRTUAL WORLD I GUESS I AM YELLING AND ALL THIS PRSSURE TO WRITE SOMETHING MEANINGFUL IS MAKING ME VERY AWARE OF THE FACT I CAN’T SPELL BUT I AM NOT SURE ANYONE IS ACTUALLY GOING TO READ THIS WHAT IS THIS FOR
virtuality would be for taking voer our world. think about it : facebook, twitter, wikipedia, youtube, etc. a girl in Romania, Brasov died this year because she connected to Twitter on her laptop (plugged-in) while she was in the bathtub. People have absolutely no care for snail mail or the likes anymore.