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to accept that Creativity could see things that weren’t really
there, like her garden growing wild in Spring, or her planned Halloween
costume that at the time was only an idea in her head. He called
her a liar. She called him blind. But in the end, no matter how
severe their fight became, they always made up, never saying they’re
sorry, just accepting their great differences. In short, they grew
up together like many childhood friends, each developing in its
own unique way, while witnessing the other’s development.
God, they spent years together, first growing awake and aware,
then growing tired. They had so, so many shared experiences over
the years together in my mind, that a complex and forceful bond
existed between them. One day they realized there could be no other
with which they could reference so many common experiences. They
realized that without the other, they wouldn’t even know
what they would be like. So, on that day, in their mid twenties,
they finally decided to get married and build a home for themselves,
right under my scalp.
Knowledge and Creativity - so much has happened between them,
so much sharing and so much battle. There were so many levels
of interdependencies amongst them that consultants and researchers
could find hundreds of beautiful computer-generated graphs to
express their relations. But all these graphs and charts would
be worthless in explaining their connection, because numbers
cannot explain the complexities of real life. They cannot truly
express the friendship of Knowledge and Creativity. You see,
whatever it was that one of them did, no matter how small or
insignificant, it always affected the other.
Sometimes they felt threatened by the other’s presence
and hurt each other very deeply and on purpose, almost in an
evil way. For example, one time Creativity had an idea to build
a huge set of wings from white
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