A frustration for Rhinos is that We are not top-notch communicators. This applies not only among Us Rhinos, but also with all sorts of other Beings, across the board.
We feel sure that We are all trying like mad to make ourselves understood, to share ourselves as best We may. But We achieve strictly limited results.
Contrariwise, maybe They understand Us just fine. Perhaps Rhino Receivers just aren’t what they might be when They return the favor.
No, Rhinos can’t tell time, given our counting shortcomings. But one thing We do know is that All the Todays are Essential. No matter what We label the day, We can’t misplace one.
Every day may not be memorable, but Rhinos can be sure We were there for it on some level. If We had missed one entirely, We would have Moved On.
That’s how Nature works it.
Fact: We Rhinos are fascinating. It’s hard for Us to get over ourselves.
But We at YIR thought We might point out that everything We see, or ‘achieve’, or have, is just a flimsy layer perched upon the Enormity of the Earth itself. The Planet’s Stupenditude takes the cake, and We are just specks by comparison, both in body and cosmic impact.
Minerals are the underpinning of the whole Shebang, as we know it.
Rhinos do not have any means of keeping Time, or timing Time, or whatever. We know That Then is not Now is not Soon. That answers most Rhino questions.
We find the concept of Time comforting. Still, Rhinos doubt that We should get too Complacent.
Neither Complacency or Dread probably has much impact on matters, or not noticeably.
This is Friday the 13th, which means something bad. Things will not work out. Feel glum. The Glass is not half full, or half empty; it is missing entirely.
Rhinos do not have unlucky days. We are spared that concern because 1) We can’t count, and 2) We have no calendars.
We can look sour, but it takes practice and concentration.
This illustration is provided by ‘Your inner Rhino‘ to strengthen our readers’ Time Concepts. Scrutiny of the image will be instructive for those with Insight.
No, Rhinos do not surf, as a general rule. We are pointing out the difference in Time between Shooting the Curl, and flopping around in the water, coughing, and having Second Thoughts.
Perhaps We should have said that Rhinos seldom surf Twice.
Rhinos, and almost all other sensible Critters acknowledge that the Earth, its workings, and the splendors of Space are beyond our Comprehension. These Glories exist with or without our approval or permission or encouragement.
The Universe is a perfect system, rolling along on its own steam, on its own terms, with purposes We cannot guess at. We can only marvel at the bits We are aware of.
Rhinos would be insane to suppose We are more than incidental to that Grander Scheme. Right?
July 4 is a National Holiday, yet We at YourInnerRhino.com have mixed feelings about how our Nation’s business is being conducted. We want to celebrate our Nation’s strengths and Ideals, but hesitate to pretend that all is Well.
We do not feel Yankee Doodle Dandy.
Tomorrow, Sunday, the 1st of July, is Ginger Snap Day. The first recorded recipe for ‘Lebkuchen’ (G.Snaps to Us) comes from Franconia, Germany from 1296, devised by Medieval Monks. Similar treats were probably known well before that, as far back as the Egyptians.
The point here is, Time’s a-Wasting if you want enough Ginger Snaps to make tomorrow a memorable festivity. One Snap is never enough, likewise a dozen.
A word to the Wise is sufficient, an olde Rhino slogan if there ever was one.
Admittedly, Rhinos have a reputation for Opinions and Policies and Philosophies. This tendency just seems to come with the territory; our experiences translate themselves into Gems of Insight. Gems which need to be shared.
What We sometimes forget is that nobody else much cares what We say. Or what We assume We intend. If they learn anything, they learn it by seeing Us in action.
Perplexing how often the Words and the Performance do not align.
Your Inner Rhino 