Biography

A quick prose that I wrote last night, for my creative writing essay due this morning, first draft so haven't really edited or proof read it much, so please don't be too harsh.. Hope you all enjoy( -:

So here it begins… I have been reincarnated too many times in this lifetime to keep track of each persona, of each different mask I have worn, each different façade in which I had manifested as my own... I was the Phoenix who was reborn from the ashes one too many times.. I could just leach onto just about anyone and my chromatophores would take care of the rest...
But we’ve all been in that situation, right? Where we want to fit in so badly that we modify ourselves to better suit the environment we are in. The law of Natural Selection I believe is the most appropriate term - the better we are at adapting, the less challenging it is to survive… I’ve found survival endurable, although I do have the advantage of being extremely malleable, like the perceptions of people in society… Fickle. Continuously evolving. Continuously adapting…
Sometimes I wish I had more consistency… But I like myself the way I am, at least I’m cognizant and not a fool. A sociopath in disguise in the form of any one of your most typical extraverted personalities. What better way to gain people’s trust and that’s what we all aspire for after all… To blend in, be a part of the community’s clique, for the people around you to perceive you as ‘normal’… I’ve never been normal. I’ve always been aware of that…
So I guess you could say that I have taught myself the antics of becoming a ‘clone’, individuality is merely a fake frontier… we all strive to comply to a certain genre and that determines the people you associate yourself with, the past times you partake in, the chosen ones that you select to share a moment of intimacy… But all of this is processed. Manufactured. Regurgitated…
It’s all just one, long, ongoing cycle really and each generation are just subjects relieving the puppet show (obviously differentiating with the progressing increases in resources and technology) but nonetheless it just keeps going and going in an imitative, linear fashion…
I have been trying to defer my thoughts to more conventional subjects though, like how sunny it is today and how it would be just the nicest to go outside for a stroll by the park! Or, I wonder what I’m going to have for dinner - I hope it’s something tasty…
From an anthropological perspective, I feel like I have nailed playing the role of the human pretty well - I mean I haven’t been one for that long after all… Having the ability to shapeshift is a nifty talent, quite indeed. Well, it sure is a rarity on this planet… My main objective is pretty mundane and cliché. I share the predominant interest of all lifeform on Earth �" to survive… That’s all I really want.
My species are the complete opposite of aggressive, yet we are hunted down as if we we are the predators… That outcome is not much of a distress for me though. I had never fit in with my own clan to begin with, so I honestly did not feel much loss when our numbers began to diminish - must be my lack of the ‘heart’ organ or so I believe…
We are unlike the Earth people; we sprout from asexual combustion - a bit like how the plants here come to form. We are raised by the elements around us and when of age; we are selected into a comradeship by the elders whom have been observing our behavioural patterns from early nativity. Not all of us shapeshift though. Some clairvoyant, some can teleport… The remarkable ones acquire all the desired traits. I for one, make part of these very few, extra gifted souls.
I abandoned the nest though through my own freewill. There was no war occurring on my planet nor does my kind desire to dominate Earth (like the movies here suggest.) Little Earth is irrelevant for most of us; we are such a peaceful species after all… But then there is me, well yes it is true that I share my fellowship's passive nature, but I want to do more than simply coexist amidst the galaxies… I want what the people here take for granted. Aspirations, the constant yearning to be greater, hardly ever content and continuously craving to conquer endless ambitions… I admire that. I think the people here can agree that it can be exhausting engaging in monotonous activity on a daily basis �" though that is where my kind and I conflict. They quite enjoy their tedious routine where I seek more challenging endeavours…
So here I am, undergoing the typical, human, everyday struggles with much enthusiasm �" and yes I have learnt to fit in very well now… Whether I choose to be your mailman, police officer, accountant or nanny… I’ve been here for a while now. I have tried on many faces…
So I wouldn’t worry about me as being a threat, as I am one of the most harmless kinds �" but I cannot say the same about the others out there… I would keep more than an eye out for them if I were you and also undoubtedly invest in protecting your preservation because even irrespectively speaking; one can never be too cautious, well-guarded enough or even excessively careful, when it comes down to the survival of only the most very fittest...