Blowing in the wind
How many roads must a man walk down
Before they call him a man
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand
How many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they‘re forever banned
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea
How many years can some people exist
Before they‘re allowed to be free
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn‘t see
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry
How many deaths will it take
Till he knows that too many people have died
The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind
鲍勃迪伦这首歌，不知道我更年轻一些时听到会激起什么样的感受。当下的我，时常听到流泪。它有一种生命的悲怆感，又有一种伤痛之下的自我救赎，仿佛树起一面生命的意义之旗，去对抗那些单个人类完全无法对抗的，由全体人类制造出来的强大恶意。
这种恶意不止表现为战争，种族，民族，宗教纷争这些宏大叙事，我们身边的社会问题，贫富差距，网暴校园暴力，社会恶性事件，或者人类社会的精神危机，内卷，焦虑，平凡琐碎日复一日毫不出错的日常，同样也让人窒息。乌合之众的集体意志取代个人意志，个人成为集体声浪中随波逐流的浪花，几乎都失去从巨浪里脱身的思考和能力。
但人活于世的意义感呢，独立的个人被埋没在巨大的世界变幻中，像每一粒尘埃一样默默湮灭的过程中，自我的灵魂呢？人之所以为人，难道就是为了在这番景象里过一个场，这么毫无意义的人生却还需要这么费劲的去争取把它过完么？
还是需要去创造，留下一些什么，哪怕只是声音，让它成为世界的杂音噪音背景音也无所谓。留下痕迹证明来过，活过，不麻木不像个石头一样的存在过。
《瞬息全宇宙》里，母亲和女儿在某个宇宙变成石头。母亲试图挪动自己，女儿大喊，你要干什么，你是块石头啊。当然是块石头，但也是一块充满自我意识的石头，而不是就是块不能动的石头。
