"Cyberspace" is a metaphor for a virtual world, one occupied only by minds.
I'm tempted to say, "From a diseased mind occupied by an adult who once had the diseased mind of a child," but that wouldn't really be in the spirit of things — though, of course, it's true.
While this equality question might seem indulgent to most, an increasing percentage of the world, particularly the hundreds of millions with unexpected time suddenly on their hands, are beginning to find their minds occupied by this very thought.
His wife was ill with Alzheimer's disease, his mind occupied by his own academic research.
I'd arrive from the bright, noisy outside world, having ridden over from the East Village on my bike, my mind occupied by a million trivial things.
As if it were One Mind, occupied by all the individual Ideas it ever has or ever will conceive.
I made it quite easily and straightaway my mind was occupied by imaginings of harder climbs.
That discovered universe, and its so-called laws of nature, precisely fit the slot in the human mind once occupied by another infinite, omnipresent, and all-powerful reality: God.
This might be true for any death but given the overwhelming shock that couples an unexpected suicide, for the briefest moment, "bad news" takes you to that dark corner of your mind once occupied by the feeling of your dad's hands or the warmth of his smile.
"This is the one time of day my mind is not occupied by my fictional characters".
So much of our mind space is occupied by our work, that we let other pieces of ourselves atrophy.
