Twitter: A Shared Story of Habitual Use and Abuse
April 8th, 2008The user of Twitter is just one more step in our evolution as a species. Before you laugh, consider this:
The pace of our society and its technology continues advancing at an accelerated pace. Every piece of technology that comes along, from cell phones, texting, instant messaging, blogging, wireless Internet (and all that encompasses), are all but tools of communication.
Telecommunications, teleconferencing, telephone…how about telepathy, telekinesis, teleportation?
Twitter is yet another stepping stone in a collective, sometimes unconscious effort to reawaken our latent gifts.
I use Twitter to merge multiple streams of consciousness: be they businesses (I have at least 3 biz profile accounts), shared collective profiles (again, I use at least 3 other accounts), or just my personal one.
Twitter is a great melting pot for all sides to life. No longer is 9-5 separate from happy hour (or after hours), or weekends. They’re all steamrolled into one, collective consciousness.
Instantaneous news, experience, shared joys and sorrows, mundane minutia…they’re all here for us to experience one, unified lifestream of thought and action.
I use it daily even if I fail to post that day, as I still absorb everyones’ shared feeds into each other’s networks.
And of course, make use of it to plan with friends and contacts, find new ones, etc.
Lastly, though it’s tough to sum up all that Twitter offers into one ten minute post, is the artful, Haiku-like, Twitter-speak that’s evolved into an art form by some. Such posts are a pleasure to read.
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From my Twitter post as prompted by their latest feedback request.




