Once Zhuang Zhou dreamt he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting and fluttering around, happy with himself and doing as he pleased. He didnt know he was Zhuang Zhou. Suddenly he woke up and there he was - Zhuang Zhou, solid and unmistakable. But upon reflection, he didnt know if he was Zhuang Zhou who had dreamt he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was Zhuang Zhou. Zhuang Zhou
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 07:45:00 +0000
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