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By Fledermaus
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22 March 2008 |
A philosopher once dreamt he was a butterfly. Or was it the other way around? A small butterfly; At night he is an old man In the state of Song. |
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Written by Josie (2496 comments posted) 23rd March 2008 | | What did his shrink think of that? Perhaps he had a butterfly mind which couldn't settle on one particular thing for long. | Hi Fledermaus
Written by jean.day (2190 comments posted) 23rd March 2008 | | Another good one. I'm not sure that I understand it, but that doesn't really matter. I suppose in your dreams butterflies can sing. |
Written by Fledermaus (3159 comments posted) 23rd March 2008 | Hi Josie and Jean.
I guess some explanation is needed here. Some 2400 years ago there was a philosopher in a country called Song who dreamt he was a butterfly, but when he woke up he realized it was only a dream. Then he wondered how he could know that; Maybe he was not a man that had dreamed of being a butterfly, but perhaps he was a butterfly dreaming he was a man. A bit strange, but a funny idea, who knows what butterflies are dreaming? |
Written by mia_ms_kim (890 comments posted) 23rd March 2008 | I was so intrigued by your poem I looked up your philosopher. Most interesting person. And your haiku is very intriguing.
Mia  |
Written by Fledermaus (3159 comments posted) 23rd March 2008 | Thanks Mia.
Funnily enough I had not heard of Zhuang Zi until a few weeks ago, but he seems to have had quite unconventional ideas.  |
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