Btw, I'm a vampire from 1809 and I've seen many Proudhons

Once, Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting and fluttering about, happy with himself and doing as he pleased. He didn't know that he was Zhuang Zhou.

Suddenly he woke up and there he was, solid and unmistakable Zhuang Zhou. But he didn't know if he was Zhuang Zhou who had dreamt he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming that he was Zhuang Zhou. Between Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly there must be some distinction! This is called the Transformation of Things.

FINALMENTE vuelvo a ver algo nacional que me guste, encima en el 13er aniversario de la muerte de mi abuela materna! Pienso que no pudo haberse dado en un día más apropiado.

Creo que con mayor dramatismo, y menos repetición entre la narración y los personajes hubiera sido perfecta. Pero aprecio el intento de en serio comprometerse con una visión y con un guión creativo, surreal y emotivo.

This is what being straight means.