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Rainbows and Butterflies

Dedicated to honouring my Own Being to do what comes out of my Quality of Being.

Oneness of all being…
According to Chinese legend, a man called Chuang dreamt he was a butterfly, flying through the air, totally at ease, and unaware of his existence as a man. But when Chuang awoke, much to his surprise, he found himself still a man. Did he dream that he was a butterfly? Or did a butterfly dream it was Chuang? Or do the very concepts ‘butterfly’ and ‘Chuang’ create arbitrary divisions in the singularity that gives rise to all things?

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