Answer:
I am orange and sound like a parrot.
I am created through suffering, inspiration, joy, and even despair. Born as an idea, and then presented to the human eye. Unlike living things, I never die. What am I?
Sometimes I fly as fast as the speed of light. Sometime I crawl as slow as a snail. Unknown until I am measured but you will certainly miss me when Iām gone.
Weight in my belly, trees on my back, nails in my ribs, feet I do lack. What am I?
I move without wings Between silken string I leave as you find My substance behind.
What scientists might call your pooch.