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!
dreams reality taoism butterfly
If the butterfly wings its way to the sweet light that attracts it, it's only becasue it doesn't know that the fire can consume it.
light sweet wings fire butterfly
Love is a peaceful feeling, like a flower hugging a butterfly.?
peace flower butterfly peaceful hug
..a butterfly is like the soul of a person, it dries out in captivity.
soul butterfly
Story is a butterfly whose wings transport us to another world where we receive gifts that change who we are and who we want to be.
gifts story butterfly
The caterpillar turns to liquid before turning into a butterfly. Liquid. Thus washing away any speck of his caterpillar self as he lies completely vulnerable to his environment in his chrysalis shell. One good solid gust of wind and the caterpillars boned.
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