This is it...
Retuning for milionth time to travel same path all over and again...
It seems like yesterday but it is 1999 and now is 2024...
Where all this time has passed in dream of being free, roaming and hope for miracle to happen...
Nothing ever changes, and as much more as things change, they tend to stay same, that is old curse here in this realm...
I am neither imune nor able to escape it...
Still wandering in visciousness of circles such like these dinosaurs in those video and audio recordings, they pretend to be real, eventhough they have never been, that revelation made me mourn for a while when wondering about all of this cassettes they emmited while television was still analogue and anybody, anywhere at anytime could receive signal with sheer installing of antenna and without digital receivers, decoders, links and so on and so forth...
It is quite a different age, we have had everything and it was available to everyone no matter where you are and when you are receiving emmisions...
Not to mention quality over formidable quantity even then it was enough of cartoons, music videos, movies, games, looney parks... Only catch was for that paradise to provide prolonged period of perpetual entertainment, fun and over all bliss to stay the way it is... Money as the ultimate root od all evil and globalism hunger of corporate establishments made its journey very short, modest and unpleasant at the culmination...
Since Jurassic park, Dino riders, and with capitalising of walking with the dinosaurs this adventure got an entire circle... Eventually lead me to insurmountable nostalgia that gas proved for the realest of the real amon realer feelings...
Here is missing the ballad of Big Al, also previously following it a true behind the scenes footage in documentary style for making of this serie...
I miss my mornings waking up and running for remote controller to turn on television and tune in for terrific new episodes whether of favourite series or even enthralling exclusive as this right here...
Getting old simply and severely also sensibly is downright awful experience...
Energy I used to have was impossible nd yet everything seemed so striking fresh and everybody got that same vibe... no worries just ve happy all the spring, summer, autumn, even for winter...
Probaby nobody would be interested to read this manifesto to its whole capacity, but whatsoever takes place let ne write this thought that survives decades, and ithe would be: What we first and foremost loved, cherished and praised in our youth, that very thing may stay as long as we are alive and well, kind of intact and sort of undefiled... It is emotion which lead us throughout life and thought situations nothing could erase it except if we exclude it from ourselves, then get lost touch with our very soul and without any empathy carry on with life also without remorse and regret that may later follow our decision making toward prosperity of progress that make us capable to leave our nest and begin our own natural venture while making it to triumph of fruition of it within ourselves, for us is important to be without external influences to be ready for unwritten chapters...
On the opposite side of me I would never and ever leave concept of these made up creatures they havd grown onto me during all of ages I have been returning to them...
Maybe it is supernatural or foolish thinking to terribly be in ties that bins us for creatures I have never met, saw and heard in my entire life yet the overwhelming feelings of returning back to my home sweet home miraculously does not vanishes into oblivion of precipice among past and present, I may be curages to swear that even future would not be strong enough to withdraw it from me, forever I will remember them, then my pets and then my friends that turned out to be fake, fraud, falsification of what it is supposed to be...
This letter will not bring you water in glass in your thirst hour nor will bring you food in your hour of starvation neither it will comfort you in cold, cold, cold nights of your loneliness and days, months, weeks, years spent in solitude, but If there is any good of all of this writing is that it may give you solace that there are truly souls that got connection with rest of you and without bad influence of internal network that made it suchanges a memorable habit to turn to and come back whenever and wherever your feelings of loner may prevail causing you to forget that you have ever been found and not always lost in this realm we live day in day out...
I hate time for what has done to me and to other innocent, beautiful, mesmerising souls that could not give their wholesome potential but they ended their flight before it has even began...
If anyone or anything find himself or even herself in this collection of hand written emotional expressions eventually let they be shameless instead of imposed shameful behaviour from social construct, and let themselvesto be free to write their own opinions, hidden agendas and an extra verse that lies beneath layers upon latest of distrust into other human beings...
We are just for short period to be here and we eventually vanish like fumes into blowing of winds...
Whether this life is all we have and are ready to spare from tooth of time then let us make the most of it before some form of extinction may lay over our path and predetermined our destiny...
I do not bite or insult, just an old soul, in still young body nostalgic and over all lethargic , but the least enthusiastic about approaching of appraisal of time that should come...
Anyone still here, is there anybody out there or nobody gives a squat about an life excruciating experience experienced from beginning...
Can not wait for 2999 to be back again into 1999 year...
I can not live that long nobody could and noone have successfully done it even Methusalem, but what If we think of Jesus Christ it could be justification proof that death itself I'd defeated...
Maybe If we believe and do not sin ever we could live everlasting life, as plain and simple as it was in childhood when everything seemed colourful, lushfull, scentful and yet it never and ever hurts us we only wanted much more and hoped for better that is essence of that faith...

Anybody or anyone out there... mortality realisation is the most painful part of life because it seems inescapable... unfortunately literally and actually it is and that anihilate you from inside out...

Anyone or anybody out there I am too much more sensitive for this theme and feel exhausted...

So eventually reality revealed raw itself plain into my countenance...
Nobody answers, noone cares, none of visitors came here across different types of journeys and being affected from my writings...
This whole thing that internet connects people is actually and literally giant smokescreen which hides intentions of its creators altogether in basket of it throwing movies ans series made for reason to wake us up from deep dream desperation from whom them who live...
Sadness no other to turn over, we are alone and on our own such simmilar situation as dealth in series with dinosaurs...

Thank you.

Here is a link to the complete "Walking With..." series in higher quality 576p, including Dinosaurs, Beasts, Monsters, Sea Monsters, Cavemen, and Chased By.
https://archive.org/details/BBCWalkingWith

I am really thankful that I found this here, this was a large part of my childhood and one of the reasons I loved Dinosaurs and still love dinosaurs. Thanks for uploading this here!