I can not remember in which book (only remember that it had something to do with Chinese philosophy) I read something like this - I had a dream, I was a butterfly who was dreaming that was a human. When I have woken up, I could not understand, am I butterfly who has dreamed being a human or a human dreaming being a butterfly ?I was and still I am impressed and think about - where is the border between fiction and reality ? How to know, that now when I am writing this post I am not dreaming? and how to know that when I "dream" it is not a dream but reality? Or maybe both times everything is real? or fiction?
Who knows :)
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I see you feel better today, so here goes a joke on Zen Teachings:
"Some days you are the bug; some days you are the windshield."
it's chinese philosopher Chuang-tzu's "dream of butterfly". it's a mtter of cognition. who knows what's real and what's fiction?
btw, are you real? am I real?
Hideki Kawasaki :D
clic - I feel kind of butterfly dreaming being a human or maybe? no idea
Hideki Kawasaki - hm, I do not know. Do you know?
p.s. thanks for the name, I've tried to remember the name and could not.
forgot to write
Hideki - start your blog! あなた自身のブログを始めなさい
I hope i have written what I wanted :D
Just for you to know, I'll be away for the next week...
Till then!
Hope you gonna have nice time :)
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