stream of consciousness

It's supposed to be a representation of one's thought processes. Of course, true stream of consiousness would then always be about stream of consiousness itself because when the author sits down (or stands, or kneels, or lays down as the case may be) to write a consciousness stream, what is going through his mind is something like "Ok, stream of consciousness, gotta think of something.... ok, what am I thinking?" Thinking about thinking can be rather confusing. Thinking about thinking about thinking, can be even more so. Therefore I take a step back and say "(Thinking about^X + thinking; X=1 to infinity)" But now having defined that I have created yet another level- hoisted by my own petard, you might say. So that leaves us with naught but to ignore the meta-level thought processes and create stream of pseudo-consiousness, which nevertheless must be inherently interesting, because I like long-strung-together-by-hyphens-words.
Don't you?

A literary technique pioneered by James Joyce that narrates the thoughts of a character in a literary work. The most notable works employing stream of consciousness are Ulysses by James Joyce, both The Sound and the Fury and As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner.

Here is an example, taken from James Joyce's Ulysses:

The priest's grey nimbus in a niche where he dressed discreetly.
I will not sleep here tonight. Home also I cannot go.
A voice, sweetened and sustained, called to him from the sea.
Turning the curve he waved his hand. It called again. A sleek brown head, a
seal's, far out on the water, round.
Usurper.

Stream of consciousness is more common today than it once was, however it is employed more conservatively.

It's 9am. This is important only for my own frame of reference. This way I can know just how long I've been letting it all poor out. Spew. If you don't know jeep, I'm sorry, and I'm sorry in that "I'm sorry but I'm not going to change" kind of way I usually loath. But the reality is that I'm not inviting all you non-jeep-knowers out there to contact me so I can explain who jeep is. I'm not goin to edit right now either. I'm just going to type. As fast as I can. Type. I say I'm not a writer and Mr. Positive says obviously that isn't the case, which is clever, but not true. I don't write. I type. I type and spewing is one of my favorite forms of typing. Yeah, writing is just a euphemism for typing really. It's all about sharing. But it's more than that...anyway spewing is what is important. It's jeep's birthday today, and when I started spewing this I didn't even have that in mind, which is a good example of why I like spewing, because NOW I'm thinking of jeep's birthday. Originally I was thinking of streams of consciousness and this whole ironman thing. I'll go back later and fix spelling mistakes and what not and probably add a link or two, although I already bracketed "jeep" once or twice. I feel like a jerk for not making a paragraph, I mean it seems like I've obviously started a new thought, maybe that's because my mind is slowing, maybe my mind really is slowing, or maybe it just seems that way because I'm reminded of Eminem. Eminem can rap faster than I can think You see it's really about E2. You can't completely divorce a medium from itself. You can't type on E2 without typing on E2 not being important in some way. Nuking. Noding. These are things that are constantly on my mind, and moreso because of the damn ironman. The truth is I'm terrified of getting this nuked. "Why?" Because E2 is like a game, and I'm not doing well at the game if I get stuff nuked. You define your own ways to play a game. Someone is IMing me. It's probably unrequited but I don't want to look, I don't want to stop, I want to keep spewing because I love psychology. I love the "answer what comes to mind first" questions. Maybe they don't mean anything, maybe a cigar is just a cigar, but maybe it's a big fat black dick. I loved George Carlin, and now he doesn't exist. Now I just love what he gave us. So many good pieces of language. That girl. That woman who cried when he died. What a dissapointment. I don't even want to talk about her, but that seems to be cheating the spew as it were. Cheating the Spew sounds like a good take off of Taming the Shrew. If I really were I writer I'd edit and put something longer together. I'd put more care into things. No, I'm a spewer. I'm some dude without no formal psychological training that loves to play psychologist. For my own ego? Do I really want to get inside your head just to know what you think about me? I don't care. I don't give a fuck about saying fuck, I don't care about your downvotes, I don't care what you think of me and right now I don't care if this get's nuked, I'll figure out how to deal with that when it happens. Will it happen? Am I more careful now? I started typing on E2 back in 2001 i think, I've gotten a few things nuked, and then I started logging. You can't nuke my logs, bitch. I don't like that word, bitch. Maybe I'll start using the B-word. I saw a black woman using the n-word on my break the other night...I wish Pryor and Carlin were still around. I know that woman was a comedian, but I don't know who she is. How can you respect something you don't know? We know Pryor and Carlin, we can certainly respect them. And I want a 2010 account of what they think and feel about the n-word and comedy. I could decide to use the n-word, but I never feel racist. Maybe that means I am. The b-word, however is about sexism, and that's surely a charge that has more impact on me. I mean I want sex, and I admit it. THIS is why I love the spew. And I hate myself for not spewing everything. Sex makes me think of something else though. Telling Mr. Positive I think I let myself go too long without sex and I need some, and he asks if I've thought at all about relationships. As if an alcoholic has said they needed a beer and someone asked them, "Have you considered just spending some time with your family?" Yeah, Mr. Positive has too much of an impact on me, and I'm going to die of cancer, and I don't even feel like explaining why. And now I'm really slowing down, which is a good indication you should stop trying to spew. You can only shove your finger down your own throat so much before you hurt yourself. 9:20am