“One night,” said Chuang-Tzu, “ I was a butterfly, flitting about contented with its lot; then I awoke to find myself Chuang-Tzu. Which am I really? A butterfly dreaming that it is Chuang-Tzu, or Chuang-Tzu imagining that he was a butterfly? Are there two real individuals in my case? Was there a real transformation between one individual and the other? The answer is neither of these: there were two unreal modifications of the single Being, of the universal norm, in which all beings in all their states are one.”[1]
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Chuang-Tzu
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