I was drawn to a page where my niece had, previously ( a month or two ago ), retraced the contours of her hand, with a red marker.
I looked at the funny shape for a while
her fingers aren't as weirdly shaped as this
and then imagined her thumb to be a dino's head and her pinkie finger to be the dino's tail.
If you've been following me for a while or just look at my account name, it won't come as a surprise to you that I picked a dino here.
Talking about dinos...
Less than a week ago, while spending the afternoon at my local river beach, I got into a conversation with a 6 year old daughter of a friend ( to be ) of mine.
One way or another, I got to talk about the 'inner child' and the importance of playing.
I said something along the lines of:
those adults who stop playing, who forget about the child inside of them, get old quickly.
She said:
We are all children, children of God.
I was taken aback by that reply. I had no idea that she was raised with the Bible and it sounded pretty wise for a 6 year old.
We talked about age ( her age and mine ) and she told me about the importance of the number 7 and added that her parents told her that God was extremely big ( 7 times the size of the Earth? ) and that he was probably holding the Earth in his hands.
Then I couldn't help myself and I asked her the following:
So do(n't) you believe in dinosaurs?
I felt like checking out if she didn't believe in the Evolution Theory.
And she, in return, asked me where I had heard about dinos? Had I, by any chance, seen a movie about them?
She then explained to me that movies are made up and that filmmakers create ( imaginary ) worlds.
This made me smile.
:<)
She had, of course, no idea that I used to be a filmmaker and clearly also no idea how much I've learnt and studied in my 41 years on this earth. She thought she was teaching me ( and in a way she was, just not on this subject ).
Wise little girl.
Anyhow, I hope you like my improv dinosaur ;<)
I couldn't help but feel, while coloring it, that this process made me feel very good, pretty much in a flow state.
I realized that I should spend more time coloring.
It sure awakens the child inside of me ;<)
What makes your inner child smile?
Do you believe in God or do you believe in dinos?
And if you believe in both, who do you think came first?
Or do you perhaps not believe in any of the two?
I recently 'learnt' that there's factories in China that produce dino bones.
In all honesty, it's near impossible to know what is the 'truth' these days, even more with AI and Google censoring and hiding information and pushing the(ir) 'truth'.
Let's say that I am willing to unlearn everything that I've learnt ( throughout my life ) but I am also taking everything that is proclaimed to be the 'truth' with a grain of salt.
I do my own research.
In the end, we all create our own truth, anyway.
TO BE CONVINUED...
My book Hypersensitivosaurus and Cold Turkey is still for sale ( a printed signed copy (€10 plus postage fees) or digitally (€5).
I love to be paid in Hive or Hive Dollars ).
Just leave me a comment or DM me if you're interested.
More on the book in:
My Books arrived and were almost stolen at my mom's front door
If you liked this write up, you will probably also enjoy reading my previous 'Diarrhea of a Creative' posts. Here they are, from latest to oldest:
We Created Monsters
A fresh Hypersensitivosaurus and MM Wolf Story
Scheduling Time for Creativity
Hiking to my former house and reading my book - as a bedtime story - to my former neighbors' twin sons
All Work and Ño Clay
Play with Clay
