The Unspoken




We used to think the blog was an extension of our closet. You know, that sprawling fortress the size of a world, where nobody knows the life we nurture within. We tell our stories like nobody listens, or at least, having strangers as audience. Our dreams, heartaches, our erotic moments, the stuff that make us gay. The blog serves as our little pink diary because there are things we cannot simply tell the people around us. Besides, this is the celebration of our identity. It's no wonder you come across a blog detailing the author's sexcapades. Others celebrate the bonds they made with kindred souls, if not with their partners. Others have started their own advocacy, and another blog tells how discrete (straight-acting men) should operate in public. We are many voices speaking in prose. We write in blogs, owing to the necessity that we cannot express in spoken words, We write to leave a mark, so that others may be inspired; to contribute to the collective consciousness that is the Filipino Gay. And in the process of unraveling, we get to know ourselves better. We carefully cross over the digital realm and reach out to people who used to know us because of our words. Then finally, when we're reassured enough that we could face the world - comfortably and without an inch of doubt behind our sexuality, we leave the confines of the blog and parade ourselves, proud of reaching our destination.

Meanwhile, in another part of blog-space, a guy puts up a blog. Guided by those before him, another journey takes place as he begins to tell his story.