Today is Michelangelo da Caravaggio’s birthday, b. 1571. He was a fine painter, specializing in the drama of his subjects, enhanced by strong directional lighting. Both Rembrandt and Rubens felt his influence in their paintings.
What We Rhinos can contribute to this topic is, it takes a lot of light to make a crisp shadow. You can’t have one without the other, as with so many things in life. Jot that profundity down, for future reference.
YIR strikes again.
In the Wild, there is no Complaint Department. Complaining is virtually unknown because Nature calls the shots. We Rhinos do our best, but live with whatever turns out.
We do a lot of adjusting. Rhinos use the ingenuity Nature provides to navigate to tomorrow.
When We sleep, Rhinos dream. However, it has become clear to Us that there is a difference between our dreams and those of the Readership.
When Rhinos dream, the primary communication is via Scent, not vision. Seldom do Rhinos wake with an image. We wake with Scent-sations, some of which come by nose, but others also come through our ears, our mouths, and the bottoms of our feet.
There seems to be plenty of room for both ways of dreaming, and after all, what choice does anyone have about it?
(For more on this topic, see November 8, 2014 via the YIR Archive.)
Rhinos are pro-Health, no question about it. We need to be in top condition for life in the Wild.
Still, occasionally one of Us will come down with a cold or other minor distress. We Proceed with Gusto. In the Wild, We have no medical option.
It is hard to resist the Drama of it all, We admit. We milk it for all We can get… which is seldom much of anything.
Rhinos sometimes wonder if Imagination is the big mover and shaker of our awareness. Perhaps We do not create or employ our Imaginations; perhaps our Imaginations create and define Us.
There is a mind-meld going on there somehow, but how it works is baffling. When Your Inner Rhino figures it out, We’ll let you know right away.
Honest.
Rhinos spend almost no time ever in the open water. Still, We know it’s there, sloshing around. We are observant.
So here is our Question: where does all the water go when the Tide goes out? And where are they keeping it until the Tide comes in again?
Nature sure has a lot of Mysteries up its sleeve. Maybe the Answer is on a need-to-know basis.
We Rhinos like to imagine what life in another lane would look like. If We were rabbits, would We still be Rhinos? What differences are involved in fluffy tails? What’s it like to have front teeth? Is hopping all it’s cracked up to be?
These musings may not actually transform Us into bunnies, but they do remind Us of Rabbit Power and Outstandingness. So that is a good thing.
Rhinos worldwide are happy to have this annual celebration, so We thank you for your kind consideration.
As you may know, Rhinos are great World Citizens, and have traveled extensively as a species. If you can go there, We’ve gone. Not that We lived Everywhere, but still, a visit is a learning opportunity. Our cup of tea.
Sadly, our thinning numbers make travel less advisable today than in the past. We do not despair; it’s not the Rhino Way.
For some reason, Rhinos seldom respond well to Scolding. It may be part of the Maturation Process, but it is not welcomed after the 2 thousandth (?) or 2 billionth (?) time, if ever. Fortunately, We cannot count, for which all young Rhinos are grateful.
Sometimes Scolding brings out the less attractive side of Rhino temperament. It’s true.
Every now and again We get little scents and sounds that tell Us the Seasons are a-changing.
Nothing much to make of it, but Rhinos like changes. It proves once again that Nature is on the job.
Your Inner Rhino 