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I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?
this quote pulls me in itself
you might say its beautiful, or ugly. but there is nothing that makes this quote beautiful or ugly. We find logical explanations to call it beautiful or ugly but in fact its neither.
But that butterfly is love. The sky it flits around is love. Its real, its love. its the truth, unlike what makes us call it beautiful or ugly.
anyway o.o I might have caused you a chaos. Afterall, without the truth, chaos rules. but i gave you a truth, its up to you to decide if its the truth or not. and o.o umm o.o if you dont have a truth to give silence is the best o.o anyway o.o