Like sand dunes, reforming and shifting around, that’s how Rhinos see the moments of our lives. Like a zillion grains of sand.
Until We matured as a species, Rhinos assumed We had some control over those winds. Eventually We woke up, more or less.
Nature is always in charge, at least of everything natural.

What a provocative image of movement, air, sand, wind. I don’t understand how you do it, but I bow before your genius!
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Yes, in spite of, and because of, us. Should be very humbling.
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