Days come in many flavors, at least Rhino days do. Mostly We are ready to wrastle the situation into submission, but there are times where We need to wrastle ourselves into submission. To get an Attitude Adjustment.
One way to achieve this transformation is through interesting Image Tinkering. For Us, this is relatively easy, since none of our outfits are real; they are achievements of Imagination.
We spend a moment or two on the project, then strut forth to greet the day, whatever its merits.
Being pleased with ourselves is a temptation all Rhinos face. We are so often insightful in our assessments of one another and situations; no wonder We bask in our own glow.
We try to stop short of Smugness. We have to be “sensitive”. Limited Smirking.
Or Nature will serve Us Rhinos a Humble Pie which will be no joke to choke down. Nature is not tolerant of Self-Importance.
Note to Self: Whatever. Rhinos are plagued with ideas, impressions, and ramifications, all stimulating our brains and innards. We simply have too much going on, thinking-wise.
The “Note to Self” idea is endearing, but there are problems. Rhinos do not write. We have no place to store a note until We get around to it. We would be unlikely to ever read it, even if We could; We’d forget We’d writ it.
Or We could set aside a Significant Rock, thinking, “When We see that rock, analyze Gravitational Sincerity”. But what would actually happen would be, We’d see the rock and think, “Rock”. And press on.
Rhinos don’t do many self portraits. (You may have already suspected that.) We lack equipment.
However, the Primary Reason is that We are in a constant state of development, of subtle change of line and tonality, expression and scent, awareness and attitude. No matter when you grab Us, We are Works in Progress. First to Last.
This perpetual realignment is not a Rhino Problem. We would have no place to put a picture if We had one.
January 29, 1845 Mr. Edgar Allan Poe published his poem, “The Raven”. It has been popular ever since, all weird and churning with foreboding. Mr. Poe is a Rhino favorite.
The quote provided is stimulating to Us Rhinos. We are not sure it is possible for Rhinos to lose something We have trouble defining or locating.
We probably have Minds, at least We assume so. But don’t ask Us to point to where they are kept.
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.
Rhinos are mostly up front with our thoughts and feelings. Why not? We can scent each other clearly, so how mysterious can We be with one another?
Still, each of Us has places We can retreat to when We need to recharge, or offload counterproductive states of mind. Or need to consider matters.
The good part is, Rhinos don’t need to go anywhere to enter this Sanctuary. It’s internal.
And here We are, quietly returning from our Adventure, not much the worse for wear.
The moral of which is ‘to be Announced’, at some future time, perhaps.
We’ll see.
Mr. Henry Mill (b.1683) was granted a British patent on the first Typewriter in 1714. Little is known about his machine today.
One goal early typewriters achieved was helping the blind to write letters. A Great Kindness from Creative Individuals.
Rhinos hail Considerate Endeavors.
Happy New Year, one and all.
We at ‘Your Inner Rhino‘ thought We would wish Us all 20/20 Vision, to the extent that it is possible or desirable.
In 2020.
Your Inner Rhino 