Once upon a time Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly, a fluttering butterfly. What fun
he had, doing as he pleased! He did not know he was Zhou. Suddenly he woke up and found
himself to be Zhou. He did not know whether Zhou had dreamed he was a butterfly or a
butterfly had dreamed he was Zhou. Between Zhou and the butterfly there must be some
distinction. This is what is meant by the transformation of things.

Zhuang Zhou (c. 369 BC - c. 286 BC), Chinese philosopher & poet

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