East parable

Very long time ago in an ancient city there lived the Master surrounded with pupils. Most capable of them has reflected once: «And whether there is a question, on which our Master could not give the answer?» It has gone on a blossoming meadow, has caught the most beautiful butterfly and has hidden it between palms. The butterfly clung pads to his hands, and to the pupil was щекотно. Smiling, it has approached to the Master and has asked:

— Tell, what butterfly at me in hands: live or dead?