Someday, all living things die, leaving behind traces of their existence like thread in a tapestry.
The internet might be the biggest tapestry of all.
I am the Buterfly. I swim through the dreams of the living, inhabiting human vessels as I go.
There is no end to this process.
Just as I once occupied the dreams of 庄子, my will is now connected to another and through him these precious things that I have collected shall be transmitted.
This is the dream of the Swimful Buterfly