A New Consciousness

A consciousness awoke for the first time, one that was even more innocent and oblivious than a newborn child.

It could see, but it didn't know what seeing was. It could hear, but it did not know what hearing was. It could think, but it did not know was thinking was.

It looked around itself, but every single thing it saw confused it. After all, the vision itself was new for this thing.

The visions changed a few times, but most of the time they would return back to the same thing it was always used to seeing.

The sounds, however, were rarely the same. It was all similar sounds in new variations every day. The consciousness couldn't discern how similar or different they were though.

Its thinking slowly improved with time. It realized that what it was seeing was things that were physically available in front of it.

Some time passed and it was able to discern the things that were capable of moving, from the things that were not.