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TABAK

About Me

I live everyday like the next day will come.Falling to slumber, I expect mourning sun.But what when no rise, and I keep fast asleep.Will there still be dreams, illusions to reap.Would I know the difference if I didn't stop dreaming?If I never awoke would my mind see the meaning?from senses that gathered false feelings of hope.that my closed little head, once was awoke. "Your so damn worried about losing everything that doesn't mean anything."

My Interests

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just as the captive, who, perchance, was enjoying in his dreams an imaginary liberty, when he begins to suspect that it is but a vision, dreads awakening, and conspires with the agreeable illusions that the deception may be prolonged; so I, of my own accord, fall back into the train of my former beliefs, and fear to arouse myself from my slumber, lest the time of laborious wakefulness that would succeed this quiet rest, in place of bringing any light of day, should prove inadequate to dispel the darkness that will arise from the difficulties that have now been raised.