flash lights and the good life, keep calling out my name

'Isn't most of our lives an illusion?' she continued.

'How's that?' 

'Well, everything in the past is memory, right?'

'True'

'And everything in the future is imagination. Those're both illusions - memories are unreliable and we just speculate about the future. The only thing that's completely real is this one instant of the present - and that's constantly changing from imagination to memory. So, see? Most of our life's illusory'

The Vanished Man p.203