"Consciousness is illusory"
he said, sitting crossed legged on the floor.
"Reality is but a dream," he continued.
He smiled beatifically at me.
I smiled back,
"If that's true it wouldn't matter if you shot yourself right now"
He thought for a second and responded;
"I suppose not."
and then putting a gun to his head he did just that.
I'm still not sure who won.
