Sound

[Icarus Moth]

Somewhere in between there being nothing, and there being something, and the inverse of that, there was a place. This place had no meaning, and had no purpose, but it was. Within this place there were beings. Beings who were self aware. These beings could think. These beings could see. These beings could feel. These beings could taste. These beings could smell. These beings could not, however, hear. These beings were very much like humans. they had noses, eyes, mouths, and even ears, but no one could figure out what the ears were for. They went about their days without hearing anything at all. There was one being, though, who was different than all the rest. This being did not have sight, touch, taste, or smell. This being had sound. This being was sound. This being was also self aware, but also very shy. It traveled through the air, at first very determinedly, but would always dissipate, evenly throughout the space around it. That makes it seem like this being was not physical, that this being could not be. But every time it would dissipate. It would reappear somewhere else, and in many other places, all at the same time. For some reason, though, it would always avoid all the other beings. It didn’t feel important enough. It didn’t feel like the other beings needed it. “I’m only around for such short bursts of time, how could anyone notice me? Or care about me?” Sound thought. But sound was wrong. If sound was able to observe the other beings, sound would see that they were lost. They only had rudimentary ways of communicating with each other. They would point, roughly, at the thing they were trying to communicate. They would get frustrated when others didn’t understand, which caused chaos. It made the beings flee from each other in anger.
One day, a being by the name of ☞, got so frustrated while trying to explain something to his brother, he smacked his brother across the face. Immediately, sound was there. Of course, the beings did not witness sounds arrival, for sound was very good at keeping itself hidden, but it was there nonetheless. In the fraction of a second that sound was there, it saw that the beings in fact, were not getting along fine. They couldn’t communicate with each other on the same level as their brains could process things. At that moment, sound no longer felt unneeded. Sound realised that these beings could think, but they could not think for themselves. They could not speak in their mind. Sound, with its new burst of confidence, showed itself to all the other beings around this place. It’s not as if things weren’t making sound, there was just no one in the forest to hear the tree fall. At first, these beings didn’t know what to make of the new sensation. There was a time when all these beings did was run wild, galavanting around making sounds out of things, until one being sneezed. Everything went silent around that being. They now knew they could make sound with things, but they had no idea that they could make sound. Another being started making a humming noise, then another being started doing it, and before long, all the beings were making noises on their own.
Before long (just a few thousand years) the beings weren’t just making humming noises and slamming things together, but forming specific sounds, that pertained to the world around them. They created languages, and speech, and now they were communicating with each other, and sound didn’t feel so lonely anymore, because sound knew that it was making a difference. A BIG difference. Sound was the difference between these beings choosing to do actions, and these beings thinking about choosing to do actions. Now, these beings were creating sound in their head. They were thinking for themselves, and they were growing because of it. And they were growing very quickly. Everything from that point on, is history, literally.

[Cavernio]

Sign language.

Ability to communicate only shows to others that you are thinking, it is not necessary to oneself's thinking. Eg: severe autistics.