The Story of Stories

THE STORY OF STORIES

I want to tell a story; to grab a pen and sketch a tale in blues, to grab a thought, dole it out into liveable characters and stream their thoughts through my thoughts. I will give it life, plausible existence welling from my imaginations, form a world constructed in words and give life beyond the life I’ve been given. The tale might be beyond or below my existence, but it whelms would be far from the mundanely existences that clouds my bay and I would strive to imagine beyond sight, beyond senses and beyond the natural occurrences of this world, even the mystified ones. Yet my tale must be plausible.

For sensibility, thought is required, as thoughts are streamlined in tunes of senses, emotions and contemplations. But for plausibility, relativity is required, and relativity is self, perception and a merger of senses, knowledge and understanding. Now I wonder if plausibility is beyond imaginations or if imaginations are beyond plausibility, if a man’s believability is relative to his imaginations, or to his knowledge; the scope of his understanding.

I philosophize for the plausibility of my story, the sensibility of my tale, the believability it must incur from its audience and the sociological factors that may affect their response.

I seek for answers to questions that remain unasked; logic for imagined postulation, and senses for impending thoughts; for a story not yet formed, a tale with undeveloped characters. Its plots are yet to be imagined, but I bother about plausibility, I bother about sensibility, relativity and believability when the story is yet be imagined talk less of written or told.

A story is a writer’s creation, a world he formed in his own words, and characters he gives desired character traits. He defines the landmark and the territorial confines and advancement for his created world and fills it with all forms of lives as may soothe his tale. Mostly, he makes his plot to rise from the mundane to the mysterious, through sporadic contacts of characters and ensuing conflicts of paramount beings into denouements; the sudden fall before the end of a tale. But his story is designed and plotted with his creativity and its forms and structures rely solely on his desires and scope of imaginations and thoughts.

You may begin to wonder what story I seek to tell, what tale that must require such deliberations and contemplations about plausibility. But who will tell the story of stories, the tale of tales, the life and existence of all the stories that had ever been told; for this is my story and the story of stories must be above all else plausible.

Witten by D'Poet