Absence, An Origin Story

A being existed in emptiness. Alone. Drifting weightlessly. He did not know he was a human being, nor comprehend what a label entailed. Never seeing or understanding his body, its parts, their purposes and capabilities. His senses were useless. He would not know to move because he had never seen his limbs, nor had he the resistance of ground to press against. He didn’t know to cry for attention because he was unaware another being might exist to answer. He did not acknowledge need.
He didn’t know to search or explore or experiment, for there is nothing to gain from darkness without prior knowledge of an alternative. He had no inherited traits or instincts to guide his conscious or unconscious; there would be no difference between them anyway. Traits like curiosity are evolutionarily favored to aid survival. It encourages exploration for the purpose of learning. But when there is nothing around him to gather information from, there is no learning. Without the means to make comparisons, what is there ever to wonder. Human imagination cannot create something from truly nothing. We adapt ideas and knowledge from learned information and instincts. We all stand on shoulders. One cannot do anything without prior help, a guide, model, foundation. We are extensions of the past. If there is no playground from which to learn, and no past to adapt from, then there is nothing for one to create. He would not know beyond self. His dreams would be indistinguishable from reality. He would not comprehend a distinction between life and death. He would have no understanding of place or other. When he died, he would simply transfer to another existence, like sleep. To another existence of emptiness. But to him emptiness was not bad or good, it just was. There would be no questions. The darkness just existed. He was the only one, the first, a beginning.
This being needed a canvas, an image to learn off of, a starting point.
Thus was created the universe, the Earth.
Still, he had no companion to communicate with, to learn from and share experiences with.
Thus were created other beings.
Still, he needed an idea of another being when those other beings could not or did not satisfy his needs. Something to learn from and share experiences with in their absence. It would exist beyond explanation. Paranormal, imaginative, without form, somehow empty. It would remind him of the familiar emptiness from whence he came.
Thus He created that Voice.

Maybe this is what separates us from the animals, since my dog cannot seem to make pretend on his own. Throw your own ball!