Once upon a , I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a , fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a . I was conscious only of my as a , unaware that I was Chou. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a , or whether I am now a , dreaming I am a man.