"Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man. Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction. The transition is called the transformation of material things."
Quotations sourced to the book known as Zhuangzi
Am I awake, am I dreaming or I am somewhere in between? How can I tell apart dreams from reality?
What if I'm dreaming that I'm awake? How real does us and the world seem?
How can I know that the world we call real is, after all, a virtual one?
After all, who am I? What is reality? What is knowledge?
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