Leaving a trail of my life has always been a practice since I began writing many, many years ago. It all started when my mom gave me a pink diary to sharpen my non-existent writing skills. I remember my first entry. It was about a cousin's birthday and how I felt about it. The diary was soon converted into a dream journal after a series of lucid manifestations haunted me past sleep.
In college, I dabbled in poetry. I learned to express emotions using distorted words. Yes, I fell in love with ladies. Felt deep sadness after parting ways with college buddies. I wrote a poem after trying amphetamine with a friend, and for the first time, I addressed my growing tendency to be attracted to men with cryptic poems.
Prose was discovered in the online forums, where the Alien Nation thread in Pinoyexchange became my public journal. A tip from a friend lead me to write in Blogger and my life's mundane moments and turning points have been recorded ever since.
But what if I never discovered blogging? How would my life be?
I too, have no idea. Maybe I stayed with PEx and created my own thread to serve as my memoir. (which I think would never prosper considering the platform they offer)
My writing skills would never grow. One of the samples I submitted before being accepted in Diliman was lifted from my past blog. In the latter years of my post-college life, some of my entries also became my class portfolio.
I would never meet some wonderful people who became my close confidants through the years. Seldom do we see each other, but their lives still echo through my writing.
So many things have been written and I plan to write more. Confident that I will possess a better brush to paint pictures with words, I will capture moments, in their minutest details and share them with those who will bother to read my works.
My gratitude goes to the 313 followers and hundreds of silent readers who continue to visit my spot. Human shortcomings keep me from reaching out, but your solace keeps me enduring at times I was weak.
Thank you.
I was close to reuniting my two blogs before publishing this post, but at the last minute I withdrew my decision. I am not ready to face my bitter past. The Fullmetal Dreams | Mugenblue saw through my darkest days and much as those written there nod to my strength, my wish is not to be reminded. Thus the words of the old Mugen will remain footnote to Souljacker's. But as an assurance that no words were ever lost,
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| the first blog entry |
Life is a bore without blogging. Seven years and counting, writing will always be part of my life.