When true and false, false is also true; when false is true, true is also false. True and false, false and true, so what is this world like? How should we face it, and how will we treat it?
Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies, and couldn't tell which side of the dream he was on. At this moment, have you and I seen each other in dreams again? But are you really you? Am I really me?
Although I never worship Buddha, I like to practice Zen and like what the Zen master said: "Words become demons." This often makes me feel inexplicable heartache or joy.
Sometimes it was because I was tired, and sometimes it was because I felt relieved. In short, I didn't dream for a long time and slept peacefully every night. Maybe it's because I know what I want to do. So I'm not so upset anymore.