Me: What if we're just figments of someone's imagination?
Him: Well, I'm sure that's gotta be the case in some sense or another.
Him: Even if it's all real, we as who we are sprung from our own imaginations.
Him: We are just what we create ourselves to be.
Him: With the help of whatever surrounds us.
Me: That's deep, baby
Him: Either that or we're just electrical stimulus passing through the synapses of god.
Him: We are god's thought process.
Him: You and I just happen to be two of god's really funny poop jokes.
Me: You and I are those thoughts that god has way in the back of his mind.
Me: The ones that he doesn't want to ever reveal.
Me: Mixed with the poop jokes.
Me: We are most definitely those thoughts