Rhinos are genetically wired for hijinks and pranks, a well-known fact. Imagine then the Possibiities presented by the Banana! Words are inadequate.
Since Teasing is the essence of this sort of humor, Rhinos decided We had to specialize, to limit ourselves in the innocent torment We could dish out. The joy buzzer and whoopee cushion can’t compete.
Bananas can’t be beat. They’ve been available for about a zillion years. Rhinos too.
Sometimes We Rhinos feel a bit misguided, whether We’re consciously doing the guiding, or not paying enough attention. Wherever We turn, it’s a big Snarl.
We acknowledge the Temptation to go bonkers, to lose it and throw things.
Or, We can recall what needs doing, and stay on Topic. That sounds more productive to Us. Keep our eyes on the Road.
And other tokens of Upbeat Acknowledgement for Us Rhinos.
And Thanks for anything you can think of to help out with the ‘Rhino Situation’, which frankly could us some Improvement.
Wisdom can be encouraged in many ways, each with its own particular spin.
Need We say more?
Well, nobody’s sorrier than We Rhinos that Saturday’s post got postponed. Good intentions, but the Deadline Arrived and We came up short.
The ‘Your Inner Rhino’ Staff can be located somewhere between Sorry and Dang.
Almost every Rhino Decision, be it simple or complex, requires some internal tweaking, some negotiation on intentions and limitations. These alterations are accomplished by a rough-and-tumble committee: Aggression, Regression, and Digression, the temperamental offspring of Progression.
Most conclusions involve contributions from each camp, softening or hyping or toning along the way. It’s not a pretty business, but somebody’s got to do it. Some decisions take an instant, others take years.
When nothing seems to be moving in any direction at all, We call it a Depression. And then We lurch into another Internal Wrangle.
(Rhinos try to avoid name-calling, though sometimes that is half the fun!)
At YIR We are NOT trying to show you what you see on television. TV is trying to inform the viewer about “Them”, those Rhinoceroses, sticking closely to a handful of Facts. It speaks of respect, but also careful distancing, a system for studying rocks, but not the Living. Being alive is not like Not being alive.
Rhinos are keenly aware that We get Stimulated. We are not afraid of our potential for Passion. We embrace it, We celebrate it. What is the point of having so many Selves if We don’t let them wrangle things out among themselves?
Right, Good Question.
The Rhino Reputation for Insights and Mental Gymnastics is part of Nature’s endowment, and We are used to it. Other critters might preen, but We try to accept our Gifts with good grace. Humble, that’s Us.
There are some issues with having these Thoughts and Perceptions, especially because We have so many on any given day.
Rhinos don’t feel good about losing our Wits, but it does happen. We prefer to think of them as Misplaced- if only momentarily.
We Rhinos must face the fact that our ideas of what should happen are often thwarted. Apparently, no matter how brilliant our concepts, Nature takes no notice whatever.
While longterm Rhino experience may suggest the futility of getting too worked up, We still must cope with our own Frustrations.
No Critter likes Disappointment. Ask Anybody.
As the years roll by, Rhinos sometimes like to recollect what happened “back then”, more or less. Romance and nostalgia tint our collective Rhino Memoirs. Facts are open to Interpretation, recalled or not as the case may require. What set of narrative ideas can resist improvement?
We would like to point out that the Bygone Days actually start Yesterday.
