This song by Bob Dylan has a great message and yet I can only add a few words that came to me as well after hearing this many times; it reminds of reincarnation how many times and rounds of incarnations experiencing so many things from beggars to villains, from Kings to paupers, from vagabonds, hermits, tramps to multi millionaires, from long life to death at birth and even in the womb, from every conceivable relationship and maybe some surmise as a mineral, plant, animal / fish / bird to a fallen angel and so on, millions and trillions and trillions of trillions all taking on some form be it gross or fine, etheric or dense materialistic seemingly impenetrable substance and even other dimensional an extra planetary life and forms. Plus all of the habits which are repeats and in a way incarnate-ery.
All of this from the creative fount of the Source of All Life that is if that is one's predilection, however all arise in atoms, particles and they from a common source. Maybe an accident as some claim and with no purpose a random act of spontaneity arising from no intelligence or cause or from an Intelligent Design and Creative Intelligence.
Maybe the creative source got lost in its own creation and seeks to find its own source of itself and its identity and by finding its own identity may feel at one with itself and rest in that, or now it has found itself perhaps feels lonely as the one and only or on the other hand may feel so content and fulfilled and wants to share this with its creation and since it feels it is an Intelligence as it were and not visible to itself, in fact, a mystery to itself, it seeks proof in being visible and so creates a form out of itself and trust this form will be able to prove its invisibility by finding the form on awakening to its source as invisible and so confirming to its creator 'I have found Myself and it as You'.
So how many identities do I have to shed to come to realise my Essence and that my lovely body and Nature with Mother Earth, the stars, the planets, the Comets are but temporary transient bodies and that everything known and unknown lives in impermanent forms and their atoms, particles which are the building blocks, the Meccano set, the Leggo and jigsaw pieces, dissolve back to the apparent non intelligent empty non visible source or to the living dynamic consciousness of their creator.
The salient point being not to get caught up in an identifiable identity as one can get stuck and attached and so limit the flow of life and experiences to arrive on Life's conveyor belt. The moving finger having written moves on.
Quote by Omar Khayyám : “The Moving Finger writes; and ...
“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”
Lyrics
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes, 'n' how many years can a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Before it is washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes, 'n' how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take 'til he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take 'til he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Blowin’ In The Wind lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Audiam, Inc
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