Asleep Awake

He awoke not knowing who he was. Firm hands welcomed him into a cold world, no longer filled with pulsating warmth. The world, he realized, is a cold place. As his nerves grew their myelium sheaths, he found control of his body and found where it began and ended.

The faces once blurred were focused. In time, he learned to speak to others and find where he began and ended in relation with others. He read wondrous books filled with the ideas of others, he experienced as much of the world as he could in any manner he could.

One day, he ended, finding that as he ended he could no longer tell where he began or ended. He faded. And even when he knew where he began and where he ended, he never truly explored what was in between the beginnings and the endings.

Oddly, the world only remembered what was between the beginnings and endings. The world values the grey stuff between the highs and lows.