Once upon a time I Chuang Tzu dreamt that i was a butterfly. flitting around and enjoying myself. I had no idea I was Chuang Tzu. Then suddenly I woke up and was Chuang Tzu again. But I could not tell had I been Chuang Tzu dreaming I was a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming I was now Chuang Tzu However there must be some sort of difference between Chuang Tzu and a butterfly

Yet the stupid believe they are awake busily and brightly assuming they understand things calling this man ruler that one herdsman how dense Confucius and you are both dreaming And when I say you are dreaming I am dreaming too. Words like these will be labeled the Supreme Swindle.