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Once, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering here and there, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was a human being.
Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a human being dreaming I was a butterfly, or if I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a human.
Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction. The transition is called the transformation of material things.
