I am first to taste what’s in the pot.
Also the first to know the soup’s too hot.
The only one who gets to kiss,
the lips of every hungry miss.
Who am I?
It's a spoon.
I know all, have seen all, yet I am not conscious. Looking back upon me shows mistakes and also good things. Looking in the middle of me shows opportunities to be exploited. Looking forward upon me shows the effects of decision. What am I?
I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?
