T-Rex: Once upon a time, I, T-Rex, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly.
T-Rex: I was unaware that I was T-Rex!
T-Rex: Soon I awoke, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a dinosaur dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a dinosaur!
Dromiceiomimus: A dinosaur dreaming that he's plagiarizing 4th-century BCE Chinese philosopher Zhuangzi?
T-Rex: WHO CAN SAY??
Utahraptor: Good news: butterflies don't have the neural capacity to sustain our shared reality!
T-Rex: Huh?
Utahraptor: Butterflies! Tiny brains. They literally can't simulate something so complicated and consistent as the reality you're now experiencing. So hooray, you're not a butterfly!
T-Rex: Huh. Maybe I'm a larger animal: a dog, perhaps? Some manner of giraffe?
T-Rex: A sentient universe-spanning computational intelligence, the ultimate end-point of evolution and the Final Mind of all creation??
Off panel: Yes, that'd likely have enough processing power to simulate one dude's life.
T-Rex: NIIIIIIICE
