Dino King Homecoming.
Team Dino Live/Team Dino Die. Over and over and over until we lost our minds. From the highest highs to the lowest lows, the Speckles Project has taken us ten times around the Moon; and then crashing back to Earth! We still don't know what it was all for!? Perhaps it is this: "There is no Heaven or Hell for outcasts like us. There is only The Void Between." - The White Dino.
Serious Disclaimer: The entire Speckles Project from Speckles 3- The Return Of Blue-Eyes to Speckles 7- Earth And God to Dino King Resurrection is the work of one individual with a rather unique take on life in the modern times. It is NOT to be taken seriously! It exists purely for interest and entertainment purposes only. With that out the way let us begin…
Something a bit different…
Paradise falls. It's what it does. We have been taught our whole lives that Heaven and Hell are eternal and absolute. Do good…go one way. Do bad…go the other. It's that simple.
I don't believe that now. For what is happiness and fulfilment if it never ends? And what is sadness and torment if it too lasts forever? What I learned in the last five years is that nothing is eternal. Family, friends, music, love, movies, concerts, holidays. All offer but fleeting respite from reality.
And, yes, addiction. It can be anything, not just drink or drugs. Due to a very specific series of events I came to know a sadness that I did not comprehend existed inside me. I tried to smoke it out, I tried to cry it out and eventually I even tried to write it out of myself. During the course of this I became addicted to sadness. But not because of depression or illness. It just happened.
But that too was only temporary. As my mind repaired itself only too well. But what of our dinosaur counterparts? Did they also go through such as we humans did? And what can that teach us about ourselves? Or did we simply dig up their bones and wrap our human souls around them to make them more relatable and even marketable? Jurassic Park comes to mind.
I hate to state the obvious…
One thing I do believe as a member of the human race is that all living things possess a soul. How could we know ourselves and each other without one? But the soul cannot be proved or disproved. Therefore it stands to reason that like all ethereal things the soul must come from the divine. To search for the existence of the human soul is to know the unknowable. A question without an answer. Does the soul exist and if so where does it originate? Anyway…
We know the dinosaurs existed millions of years in the past. In another time and place but also on the same Earth we inhabit today. We have science and logic and their remains to prove they were real. Bones dug from the ground, oil that we so desperately depend on. Many members of Academia have studied them intensely over hundreds of years. Their remains are displayed in vast museums…
We know the dinosaurs existed. It is FACT!
Then it stands to reason that they were living beings. And if that is undeniable then they too must have possessed souls? Or how could our saurian counterparts tell themselves from each other? Maybe they did not love and hate as we do, but something close to it.
And if humans and dinosaurs were both soul bearers, then is it not possible that both our species originated from some divine power that cannot be proved and yet exists? Did all of this happen as an act of natural occurrence or were we dinos and humans both placed here by a higher intelligence? This is for people far more commanding than I to ponder. And one more thing…
Extinction!
Yes, perhaps the most captivating and compelling story of the dinosaurs on Earth. They went extinct. Some would say almost overnight. We have our theories of course, the asteroid that hits the planet some 65 million years ago. The changing climate, volcanoes, disease, over population. They thrived for too long and the world ran out of food. Perhaps it was just their time. Was it God?
We hope that in our search for what caused their end, we may somehow discover how we humans might one day perish and how can we prevent that? And if we humans can and indeed must die out…what will come after us? Human/Dino hybrids perhaps? They were natures most enduring survivors and so must we be.
As much as we don't want to accept it. Human beings did not come unto the Earth as an alien invasion force. We were born here too. We are a product of natural occurrence as the dinos were.
Dinosaurs. Humans. Souls. The Divine. Science. History. Logic. Belief. Love. Hate. God.
Did the dinosaurs have a God? And was it the same God that created man?
All exist. None exist. What you choose to believe is entirely your own decision.
Which brings us to…
The Author.
That's right. ME. Gareth Peach by name. Never in my life did I imagine that by some kind of accident or design would I be sitting at my desk typing this kind of material. Prior to my 2020 Speckles meltdown I never had any interests in dinosaurs or story writing! Now look at me!
One-time writer of dinosaur fan fiction. Dinosaur God Vessel. Host to The White Dino and Time's Arbiter. Human counterpart to Speckles the Tarbosaurus. Future son of Speckles and Blue-Eyes, the world's first destined Soulmates. And causer of much angst in the fan fiction writing world!
What can I say? I get quite emotional about my dinosaurs passing! But I am NOT the Lord of all the dinos. Through White Dino I am giving you my over-the-top, cack-handed, Loony Tunes interpretation of what a fan fiction writer could be!
I assume that it amused and angered you in equal measures?
For what is fan fiction if not the total subversion of commercial storytelling? And what is commercial storytelling if not the total subversion of real life? And what is real life if not our perception of it. I can tell you everything about my life. But I cannot tell you about your own.
Why did I do it?
For the last 3.5 years I have been offering myself up as a sort of global cautionary tale. You can learn from it. You can laugh at it. You can tear it to pieces or ignore it altogether. That is your right and your privilege. A fan fiction writer should not expect anything but acknowledgment and I thank you all for it. Last but not least…
FanFiction Website.
We all know it. We all love its quirks! Sometimes abandoned for months, sometimes labored on heavily by the admins. It gave me a shot at global infamy and I am so bloody grateful for that! But, as a free service, it is open to abuse. SO MUCH ABUSE! I hope you don't think less of me because of my outbursts last month? White Dino is sublime. Human vessel is not. Whoops!
That last Review Post.
Speckles: Cy my old friend, get the champagne and crackers. Gareth just finished ANOTHER Final Fantasy game!
Cy: Are you joking Specks. How many does that make now? Square Enix really must stop putting the word FINAL in all of their titles!
Gareth: FF7 REBIRTH. Oh my Dino God what a mixed bag of great and terrible that game was. Only took Team Dino 67hrs to finish! It's actually a really good game if you skip all the cut scenes and mini games.
I couldn't play the piano to save my life back in school days and I certainly couldn't play it in Tifa's bedroom! And by the end I was like, "No Mog I will NOT catch your sodding Mooglets. Do it yourself. This isn't what I signed up for." Don't even get me started on Chocobo Racing!
At this point, and only if I'm clawing at the walls and desperate, I might write another chapter called: Dino King Homecoming. But it's little more than another "Where Are We Now?" Interview at present.
Not much else comes to my mind now. Other than I probably should have left the Speckles Project at The Speckles Chronicles! Oh, how time plays with us all. Laters, G and WD.
The Pledge.
I promised a while back that "The Ultimate Comedy End Credits" was the last interaction between Team Dino and Speckles and Blue-Eyes and that still stands. Alas, I have to break my pledge to never post here again. Only because "Life After The Speckles Project" seemed a bit too much of a downer to end things on! Especially after that godawful February! Here is my new pledge…
I am Gareth. I am White Dino. I am Time's Arbiter. Together we are WhoIsTheWhiteDino.
And along with Speckles, Blue-Eyes and Junior…We Are Home. Goodbye my fellow Dinos! All Is Well.