There is an idea of a TacoCS; some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable… I simply am not there. I am the opposite of a stage musician. He gives you illusion that has the appearance of truth. I give you truth in the pleasant disguise of illusion. Activity FeedTacoCS has not published any activity yet.Would you like to post a shout to welcome them to Kongregate? AwardsMy Games |