Upon Reflection

Self-Image is what each and every Rhino deals with on a daily basis, when We remember to. Happily, Rhinos are not concerned with making an impression on anybody but themselves.

We arrive at our selfhood by a complex mental process derived from many independent processes which conspire to produce this idea of who We are. If We described ourselves to a friend, they might have no idea who was being discussed. Many blank expressions and rolling eyes.

Almost always, that Image is elaborately distorted, at least for Us Rhinos. Yet We chug along, bearing the limitations of that self-imposed impression.

The Facts of Life

Today is National Chocolate Cake Day, which makes Us Rhinos skip and gambol.

There is an old saying, “You can’t have your cake and eat it too.” The idea is that you can’t eat it and still have it around the house. The Rhino approach to this is to ingest the cake as fast as We can, and then hope another will show up when We least expect it.

You can imagine how many chocolate cakes Rhinos run into in the Wild.

Grounded

It’s true that We Rhinos are full of Vitality, but Vim and Vigor have to come from somewhere, right? Right. And the source is the Ground We walk on. Anywhere that’s Natural, We get a boost through the soles of our feet. We connect with the primary Source.

The earth is our Battery, our Power Source. And as far as We can tell, it never fails to deliver.

It is why We don’t wear shoes. Well, one reason. The other is, We have no shoes.

Whoopsidaisies!

Rhinos have issues with assuming that fruits, particularly Bananas, are not cunning, capable of sly activities. Few other plants of our experience seem to harbor ulterior motives.

But it is suspicious that Bananas play a role in so many mishaps, both funny and occasionally, fatal. Are We just supposed to believe that all is normal?

Is it safe to conclude that Bananas operate without intentions? It is a Fruity Question, worthy of Consideration.

You go, Mr. White!

We salute New Mexico today, which joined up in 1912. A fine state with everything to recommend it, including much open space for the native Critter Population.

In 1901 a teen cowpoke named James L. White noticed a slew of bats coming out of the ground, and thus discovered the Carlsbad Caverns. He slithered down there, and over the next years lobbied (successfully) for recognition for this remarkable find. The Caverns are enormous, marvelous, and extensive.

Rhinos do not often go into caves, dreading the “lemon squeeze” factor, when you go through a tight space and get stuck. Clearly, the problem is more pressing (and common) when you are our size, yes?