You can imagine this in a 'concrete poetry' metaphor, like that illustrated in Douglas Hofstadter's book Goedel, Escher, Bach, an Eternal Golden Braid . The magnification I'm talking about need not be spatial. The alternations in orderliness and chaos relate instead to spacetime, depending say on the frequency of oscillation, on velocities, or somesuch. Tea comes out of a teapot smoothly unless you tilt too much or too little. Yet there is no directly trackable causal relationship between the one event and the other - at least not trackable by us.
Butterfly is a funny English word, quite likely to be a spoonerism.
Ancient Greek is a language full of strange multiple meanings. As I mentioned in my first CER article, in the beginning was the Logo . Going further east, Kakuzo Okakura in his 1906 Book of Tea , a book of philosophical observations about Japanese values, describes a butterfly as the only kind of flower that can escape being plucked, by being able to fly. The essential significance of a teapot is the space it circumscribes, its potential to be filled, not the teapot itself. Its substance is in its emptiness.