Saturday, September 09, 2006

Once upon a time, I, Chuang Tzu, dreamt I was a butterfly,
fluttering here and there, to all intents and purposes a butterfly.
I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly,
unaware that I was Tzu. Soon I awaked, and there I was,
veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether
I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly,
or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.
Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction. The transition is called the transformation of material things.

- Chuang Tzu -

1 Comments:

Blogger AscenderRisesAbove said...

“We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think its forever.”
Dr. Carl Sagan

9/09/2006 5:43 PM  

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