foolish friend
playing me
himself lost
Imitation seems flattering until it devours the imitator. Just as a borrowed voice cracks under pressure, a borrowed life cannot sustain itself. Don't try to live another's life when you haven't learned to live your own. In trying to become another, the chameleon's gift becomes its curse: endless adaptation until no true color remains.
- Have you watched someone vanish into mimicry?
- What remains when the echo outlasts its source?
- What's left of you when the performance ends?
In trying to be someone else, the self dissolves.
Steal another's shadow—lose your own substance.
— Dean Bowman
Passages - Silence & Substance
The Inner Passages blog series features small observations and insights from The In-between.
Dean Bowman