Stories…. fairy tales…myths, all are forms of art, and all hold forms of truth. They can take all shapes and sizes, from music to poetry, to pictures, and both verbal and written narratives. However, regardless of whether it be fiction or fact. Stories hold a strong degree of power. They are able to spark more creativity and bring out raw emotions. Anger, love, passion, inspiration, curiosity, despair, and hope, these are just a few emotions that take form just by engaging in an interesting story. Each story we compose shapes the world around us, history is a prime example of this. Stories really have the power to change the world, but whether it is for the good of us all or for the worse of us all is still anyone’s guess. Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is Mr.X, and today I have a story to share with you all. Hopefully, this story will also aid in changing the world. For all you know……. it might just change…. you. So, without further adieu, let us begin this interesting narrative.
So 2016 is finally upon us and so is the New Year. So everyone is in a full celebratory mood and by celebratory, I mean getting completely and utterly wasted at crazy parties and such. As for me, however, I am merely basking in my apparent solitude reminiscing of the past ordeals I have faced during the year of 2015. Personally, I didn’t think I’d have much to recollect. 2015 did prove to be somewhat eventful with it’s mix of a few surprises and such. Ladies and Gentlemen, my name is X, Mr.X, and while this may not be another epic tale of my exploits or an interesting theory. It is my humble wish/request that you enjoy the recalling of the events of 2015, of stories told and maybe some untold. Now let us begin…. (more…)