{"id":142,"date":"2013-05-27T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-05-27T05:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/87f6f273-28c0-4665-88aa-870ce402e45e"},"modified":"2013-05-27T05:00:00","modified_gmt":"2013-05-27T05:00:00","slug":"the-further-enchanted-adventures-of-thought-and-feeling-part-ii-lets-play","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/?p=142","title":{"rendered":"The Further Enchanted Adventures of Thought and Feeling, Part II: Let&#8217;s Play"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"MsoNormal\" align=\"center\" style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:18.0pt;line-height:115%\"><i>The Further Enchanted Adventures of<br \/>\nThought and Feeling<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" align=\"center\" style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:18.0pt;line-height:115%\"><i>Part II: Let\u2019s Play<o:p><\/o:p><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" align=\"center\" style=\"text-align:center\"><span style=\"font-size:18.0pt;line-height:115%\"><i>By Joseph Anthony<\/i><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">&nbsp;<\/span><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com\/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQJQRpFCG9HuqTbPjycBOHEW_p24a9WbYYxynJKIJeBSLrL-bbZzA\"><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">One day as<br \/>\nThought and Feeling were sitting in the garden sipping their morning coffee,<br \/>\nthey began debating about who was older.&nbsp;<br \/>\n<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cOh, I am<br \/>\ndefinitely older than you,\u201d said Thought, \u201cafter all, the Creator spoke things<br \/>\ninto existence, and words are thoughts expressed into language.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cYes,\u201d said<br \/>\nFeeling, \u201cbut the Creatrix was the one moving on the face of the deep which<br \/>\ngave the Creator the inspiration to speak.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">Thought pondered<br \/>\nthis for a long time and then said, \u201cYes, but the face of the deep was the<br \/>\nCreator\u2019s mind, and so you could say, I am older.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cI think the<br \/>\nCreatrix actually sung things into existence,\u201d said Feeling, \u201cand since music<br \/>\ncame before speaking, then I\u2019m older.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cThere\u2019s no<br \/>\nproof music came before speaking.&nbsp; No<br \/>\ndear, if you examine things rationally for just a moment, it only makes sense<br \/>\nthat I am the older one.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cDarling,\u201d<br \/>\nsaid Feeling setting her coffee cup on the table and then rising to her feet.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cWhat is it<br \/>\nmy Love?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cDarling,\u201d<br \/>\nshe continued, \u201cdo you realize how mysterious the exchange we just had is?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cYes,\u201d he<br \/>\nsaid, \u201cI do.&nbsp; We weren\u2019t created.&nbsp; We ARE the creators.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cIt\u2019s funny,\u201d<br \/>\nshe said, \u201cto make stories up about ourselves and to not realize they\u2019re really<br \/>\nabout us for so many years.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cThat is<br \/>\nkind of funny,\u201d said Thought, \u201cnow why do you suppose we would do a thing like<br \/>\nthat?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cWe like to<br \/>\nplay,\u201d said Feeling rubbing Thought\u2019s shoulders.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cYes!\u201d said<br \/>\nThought.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">Feeling sat<br \/>\nback down and took a sip from her coffee and then smiled slyly.&nbsp; \u201cLet\u2019s play some more.\u201d <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cGood idea,\u201d<br \/>\nsaid Thought, \u201cLet\u2019s make up a story where you are the beginning and I am the<br \/>\nend and then let\u2019s act that out for a few centuries and then switch parts.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cSounds<br \/>\nwonderful,\u201d said Feeling clapping her hands.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">And so<br \/>\nThought and Feeling acted out stories that they made up as they went<br \/>\nalong.&nbsp; You can find detailed<br \/>\ntranscriptions of their stories in the poetry, mythology, religion, and<br \/>\npsychology sections of your local library.&nbsp;<br \/>\nSome of the stories were so inspiring that they were made into entire<br \/>\nhistories and these can obviously be found in the history section.&nbsp; A few of the more humorous ones are sprinkled<br \/>\nin the science section.&nbsp; Some of their<br \/>\nstories changed over time to suit the particular bias of the teller and these<br \/>\ncan be found in the fiction section, although we all know deep down that the<br \/>\nword \u201cfiction\u201d is a fiction, and is, in fact, actually related to an old word<br \/>\nmeaning \u201cdough,\u201d as in bread dough.&nbsp; So<br \/>\nyou can find some of Feeling and Thought\u2019s most savory stories in the cooking<br \/>\nsection.&nbsp; The couple of stories that fell<br \/>\nflat can be found in the politics section.&nbsp;<br \/>\nBut the best stories of all, the ones told year after year, can be found<br \/>\nin the children\u2019s section, and most particularly in the fairy tales.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">After many<br \/>\nyears making up stories and acting them out, Thought finally said, \u201cYou know, a<br \/>\nlong time ago we began the day debating who was born first\u2014you or me. &nbsp;And since neither of us remembers being born or<br \/>\nhas any recollection of their respective parents then we will have to agree<br \/>\nthat the question cannot be answered.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cVery<br \/>\nlogical,\u201d said Feeling, \u201cand I can take it a step further: perhaps in some<br \/>\ncosmic and mysterious way we gave birth to one another at the exact same<br \/>\nmoment.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cThat\u2019s far<br \/>\nout,\u201d said Thought, \u201cI can\u2019t even wrap my mind around that one.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">Feeling was<br \/>\nvery pleased with herself for having baffled her partner.&nbsp; But then he said: \u201cHow does it feel to not<br \/>\nknow where we came from or how we got here?\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">Feeling<br \/>\nbecame silent.&nbsp; \u201cThinking?\u201d asked Thought,<br \/>\nleaning in closer on his elbows.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cNo,\u201d said<br \/>\nFeeling, \u201csearching.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">Thought gave<br \/>\nher a few moments, and then said, \u201cBaffled?\u201d <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cYes,\u201d<br \/>\nFeeling admitted, \u201cand I\u2019m not sure I like being baffled.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cOh,\u201d said<br \/>\nThought comfortingly, \u201cyou just haven\u2019t searched long enough yet.&nbsp; Your feelings will surface when you\u2019re ready<br \/>\nto embrace them.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cYes,\u201d she<br \/>\nsaid, \u201cI think you\u2019re right.&nbsp; And I<br \/>\nsuppose the more you ponder the idea about us arising together and giving birth<br \/>\nto one another long enough you too will discover words to cloth your thoughts<br \/>\nabout this mystery.\u201d<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">\u201cThank you,\u201d<br \/>\nsaid Thought, \u201clet\u2019s help each other.\u201d&nbsp;<br \/>\nAnd he offered her his hand.&nbsp; She<br \/>\naccepted and rose and walked with him through the garden, into their palace,<br \/>\nand then back into bed to make up more stories.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%\">&nbsp;<\/span><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com\/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ1__Whv235ZbxOADot1KcOdHQOEtS5wKi0EIaGgAJoxJUpOu9BPw\"><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><o:p>&nbsp;<\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>Copyright Joseph Anthony of the Wonder Child Blog<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Further Enchanted Adventures of Thought and Feeling Part II: Let\u2019s Play By Joseph Anthony &nbsp; One day as Thought and Feeling were sitting in the garden sipping their morning coffee, they began debating about who was older.&nbsp; \u201cOh, I am definitely older than you,\u201d said Thought, \u201cafter all, the Creator spoke things into existence, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[16],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=142"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/142\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=142"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=142"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/thewonderchildblog.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=142"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}