Stomach Butterflies

in radicalindividualism •  7 years ago  (edited)

Chuang Tzu and Hui Tzu were walking next to the River Hao one evening when the following discussion occured.

Chuang Tzu: Look! Look at those fish swimming around so close to the surface and doing as they please. That is what fish really enjoy!

Hui Tzu: You aren't a fish. How can you say you know what a fish enjoys?

Chuang Tzu: You aren't me, so how can you know that I don't know what a fish enjoys?

Hui Tzu: I am most certainly not you, so I don't know what you know; You are definitely not a fish, so you don't know what a fish enjoys. So, there.

Chuang Tzu: Wait. Let's go back to the question, if you don't mind. You asked how I could know what a fish really enjoys. You already knew that I knew when you asked. I know by being here at the River Hao.

(paraphrased from The Book of Chuang Tzu translated by Palmer and Breuilly)

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