Once Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly. As a butterfly he was carefree, happily doing as he pleased. He did not know he was Zhou. Suddenly he was awake and then Zhou was in his solid form; he did not know if he was Zhou dreaming he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was Zhou. However, Zhou and the butterfly surely have a distinction. This is called the transformation of things.
From Discourse on the Sameness of all Things
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
alberto!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
a breve tornerò
e ti racconterò del sogno di Zhuang Zhou, che è il sogno della farfalla,
che è il sogno di veronica che sta sognando tutto questo
(quanta astrazione che perfezione che realtà nella logica di un 'che'...)
per te. per il tuo libro. per le tue avventure. per il tuo sogno che e' sogno di se'...
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