Chameleonism allows for freer movement from one place to another, without causing waves that might wreck ship. Twenty four years of uninterrupted practice at the art of blending in has allowed me to nurture significant skills of untraceable unnoticeability.
This variety of Chameleonism involves cultivated processes where one unchallenges, unargues, unstandsout, and undoesn'ts. It is far too prevalent in the places and spaces and people I have encountered. It is far too prevalent in me. This idea—that I can blend in anywhere—affords me too much safety and comfort.
By its very nature, Chameleonism is nonchalantly nondescript. My practice of it turns me into a mere shell of my real self, only sharing with others their own reflections as they see them in me, and only really being with others in a wholly unreal way.
I no longer wish to afford this pursuit of Chameleonism, as it comes at the cost of my humanity. To share fully, really and wholly with humanity is what I hope to do, rather than blending into its background to escape culpability.
After twenty four years I begin my initial embarkation from backdrops to stage lights, entering the scene with timidity, hoping the lights will not change my colors. I invite you, magnanimous Reader and fellow Chameleon, to take the stage with me. Perhaps together we can drop the act, get real with one another, and quit blending into the background.
