Do you see the whole picture, or read between the lines? Can you discern the pattern of words and thoughts formation that leads you to a certain pre-destined conclusion?
Are they just written syllables to fill your wandering mind? Or a well orchestrated move to stab your back and rob you blind?
Storytellers are full of talk, they’re cheap.
You could find them everywhere, but you can’t see them anywhere. Subtly, and ever so charmingly, they can suggest thoughts into our minds, mumble words into our mouths. They can move us and leave us on our tracks. They can, publicly, make us live or die.
They can be the enlightened gems of the new age or the filth-peddlers of the earth not just of the literary scene but of all humanity, depending on what stories they shove to the throats of the mass-consuming world.
With our constant need for easy and accessible information, we are setting ourselves up to digress from the right ones. There are some authentic means to verify facts, but with the presence of innumerable fallible sources, the probability to digest the wrong ones is unfortunately great.
The storytellers plant the seeds of doubt. Arguments, feuds, inciting to hate, or anything controversial, there are your usual props and suspects. Traps I call them. They can manipulate them accordingly. Depending on what idea they want your mind to wander into. It doesn’t have to make any sense at all, as long as your interest is perked.
With an eloquent vocabulary, they could make majestic descriptive terms of otherwise dull prescription of inanimate objects. They can also make dark matters glow in resonance and importance and thus make stars fade as if it never even shone.
Or they can provide a horrendous display of our unending travesty and the pitiful human tragedy; our collective greed and thirst for consuming all and beyond, and our lust for earthly needs that would inevitably lead us to anarchy and eventually, inhumanity.
They can make the present absent not by manipulating the way the light wave travels but simply by dispelling its point of existence. The vast realm of Physics and its immense theories are but no match to the compelling authority of the storytellers.
They can make the truths buried in stones while their lies triumph in the face of public mischief and mistrust. Spinning half-truths is their way of life. They control what lies within those that we all read and hear.
Pretty soon you will have to deal with them. It’s simply a matter of when, not if. Or you probably already have. The best defense is not to give them a chance. Because in this crazy world of storytellers, there are only two places you can find yourself into. Either get out of the way, or face them head on.
For they are no myth. And by fate, we are bound.