This is way cool, and more than a little frightening...
Announcement
Collapse
No announcement yet.
The Future Is Here...
Collapse
X
-
The Future Is Here...
I often wish that I had done drugs in the '70s. At least there'd be a reason for the flashbacks. - Rick the Runesinger
Blood and Country
Tribe of my Tribe
Clan of my Clan
Kin of my Kin
Blood of my Blood
For the Yule was upon them, the Yule; and they quaffed from the skulls of the slain,
And shouted loud oaths in hoarse wit, and long quaffing swore laughing again.Tags: None
-
Re: The Future Is Here...
The number of "Drones" is a bit daunting,and now they are a problem with airlines almost being hit by private civilian drones. Also with something this small,it becomes an issue of privacy,would you want one of those hovering outside your bedroom window?MAGIC is MAGIC,black OR white or even blood RED
all i ever wanted was a normal life and love.
NO TERF EVER WE belong Too.
don't stop the tears.let them flood your soul.
sigpic
my new page here,let me know what you think.
nothing but the shadow of what was
witchvox
http://www.witchvox.com/vu/vxposts.html
-
Re: The Future Is Here...
Believe it or not the whole "Say hello to my little friend" thing has already happened,and then the drone owner tried to sue for destruction of personal property.MAGIC is MAGIC,black OR white or even blood RED
all i ever wanted was a normal life and love.
NO TERF EVER WE belong Too.
don't stop the tears.let them flood your soul.
sigpic
my new page here,let me know what you think.
nothing but the shadow of what was
witchvox
http://www.witchvox.com/vu/vxposts.html
Comment
-
Re: The Future Is Here...
In my opinion, using a drone on/over another persons property is trespassing by proxy. And invasion of privacy is invasion of privacy. Period.I often wish that I had done drugs in the '70s. At least there'd be a reason for the flashbacks. - Rick the Runesinger
Blood and Country
Tribe of my Tribe
Clan of my Clan
Kin of my Kin
Blood of my Blood
For the Yule was upon them, the Yule; and they quaffed from the skulls of the slain,
And shouted loud oaths in hoarse wit, and long quaffing swore laughing again.
Comment
Comment