The God Of Narration

His name is Max. But you'll probably pronounce it wrong because it's German. M, with pressing lips. A, like a war cry before a battle. X, like the first kiss between magma and water, which ironically almost sounds like "kiss" without the "i" (kss). MAX.

What's happening to Max right now? Where is he and will all his life-work will be in vain? And who the fu*# am I?

Allow me to answer the last question.

In this world, many gods do exists. Some take pleasure in destroying, as the god of fire. Others take pleasure in healing, as the god of light. Which role they play in this world doesn't matter right now. The more exciting thing is: Which god am I?

I am the god of narration.

With the consciousness of humanity, I came into life. Animals don't appreciate the value of narration. They only have one narrative: surviving and existing.

But humans. Oh, humans exchanged a large chunk of their presence with the ability of thought – thoughts that can remember the past and predict the future. Or thoughts that can regret the past and fear the future. That's the predicament of the human mind.

Depending on the narration, a human tells himself, his destiny will change. A peasant with the fierce belief and determination to become a warrior will more likely become a warrior than a peasant who tells himself the story of a peasant. Since the narration of humans had so much impact on their lives, nature couldn't ignore it anymore. So, I came into existence: The god of narration.

You still don't think my existence is justified? Allow me to give you a tasting of my power. Are you ready?

Weak is he, who permits his thoughts to control his actions.

Strong is he, who forces his actions to control his thoughts.

From now on, your life will not be the same anymore. You just received a mental skill to control your mind. It's your choice whether you grind that skill from now on. But if you had to decide between being strong and weak, what would you choose?

All our dreams and visions are nothing but imagination. Unless we take action, they will remain thoughts. Unless we become strong, they won't come into reality. Our destiny indeed lies in your hands. But what if your hands are weak?

From now on, always remember that YOU.ARE.STRONG. Prove it to yourself every day. The more you act, the stronger you get. Whatever you feel from now on, do not run into consumption. Don't run into games. Don't start watching soaps. Instead, face your fears and force your actions to control your thoughts.

And that, my dear reader, is the power of narration. Now, you want me to answer your remaining questions? Patience, my friend, patience.