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Flying The Dragon by Erhard Hans Josef Lang

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Erhard Hans Josef Lang Erhard Hans Josef Lang
(January 8,1957 / Günzburg/Danube Germany)
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Flying The Dragon
 
  Modern man has come to know
to tame the horse for riding it.
Why would our hominide ancestors,
contemporaries of dinosaurs,
not likewise have known to
make use of prevailing animals in their time
for their own personal transportation? -
And if on land, why not as well through the air?
The varied species of the dinosaurs,
of the volatile as well as of
the non-volatile kind, for the most part,
were herbivorous, and, as such, rather tame,
already by their very nature,
with only a few exemptions of them being predators -
thus, certainly, they were as tamable
as is the horse in our geohistoric era!
Jesus the Nazarene lived in a line
of about 100 fathers before our own.
The hominides that have been in a position
to roam the quarters of the globe
on the back of dinosaurs were living
at a time from at least 350.000
progenitors onwards before our own fathers
created you and me
in the present generation.
And they must have known well
all the corners of our globe then,
much better so than any commoner of today.
In those days the first major waves of migrations
of peoples have taken place;
on the backs of dinosaurs.

Explanatory note:
As it comes to the factual of what I'm saying in Flying The Dragon, as
far as all hints suggest, only the fewest species of dinosaurs had
taken to eating meat, with most of all the others living on leaves and the
crude plants of their days.
The feared vicious dragons, known from Western legends, yes, those
obviously would not have been suitable for domestication, since they were the last, fierce and most resilient remnants of all the many other
friendly, herbivorous species from those times that eventually were not
remembered any more. (Sadly, it had always been like this that the good, less dramatic stories are the ones forgotten first) .
Naturally the tame dinosauri were the easier hunting prey versus the
dreaded 'fire-spitting' ones remaining over, and in the end what was left of all the many friendly dinosauri of the old days, indeed, there were
only those evil dragons (poor specimens on a wretched stand who
understandably then turned very aggressive out of sheer survival instinct!) .
Moreover, on what were to be said about domestication, those
prehominids of then (like the recently discovered Toumaï-hominid) were less domesticated themselves, but were more like wild nomads freely roaming around and exploring our mother globe, eventually embarking on mass migrations off to better grounds.
There are various reports in ancient human tales, which over times had
evolved into the so-called myths or legends, that all explicitly tell
about engagements of hospitable dinosauri by humans, also as means of transportation.
Best maintained are the myths from ancient India, since it is only
there that their ancients' traditions are still vibrantly alive until today in one evolved unbroken line - and there is these Indian tales about the giant bird Garuda (after which Indonesia's air carrier nowadays is named) said to be the vehicle of Lord Vishnu, and who in various stories is said to have assisted worthy people in speedily transporting them through the air. And there are other such stories with different giant birds who shouldered humans for flying them somewhere.

I should have even wanted to go further in what I wanted to say in this
piece, but since, to some, this might be a real shocker, I'll let it
out here in this explanatory note: what actually made prehistoric monkeys evolve into the modern human race stems from their acquired habit of hanging on to dinosauri - woosh - to be speeding away along with them through the air.
This is what eventually triggered in their monkey brains the
thrill to start questioning things, to start thinking, and getting the
feel for upright motility. That's how it could only be thought of as
having happened. There is nothing else that could explain what could have made monkey to gradually evolve into the smart being that we are, if not for the fact that they were children of good luck being taken around through lofty skies by host animals bigger than ourselves.

Erhard Hans Josef Lang


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Colin Jeffery (7/20/2008 1:58:00 PM)
There is no doubt you are a poet of merit.
Jon London (5/10/2008 6:52:00 AM)
Erhard, you have created yet another delightful write, there's a lot of wizardry magic in the fine lines you penned..very well thought out.

Thanks for sharing with us

best
Jon.

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