What is life

What is life, life is dream... Confucius dreamt that he was a butterfly, dreaming he was a man. When he awoke he thought Am I now a man thinking I dreamt of a butterfly or Am I a butterfly now dreaming I=m a man. Let=s now talk of modern thinking. Money is the key to life; however you approach it. What purpose does it serve? Does it provide the continuation of a decrepit lifestyle or does it promote a seasonal change of enlightenment. A soul bonded by material wealth is subject to certain reflection; while that same which is born of light is disillusioned. What is it now that attracts? Is it all that has been dreamt? Or is it what you have felt? Life has never left you. Nor the ideals that you held in childhood.