Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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a daily breath...

A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .


Comfort food,
as the temperature dips.


Restaurant special,
mom’s recipe or
make it up as you go.

Is there a better day
than today?

Be nourished.

Take the time
to enjoy.

Remember the leftovers.

09/23/2022                                                                    j.g.l.


Art is subjective,

graffiti destructive,

or is it



09/22/2022                                                                   j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

There is nothing definite about autumn.
   Fall is fickle, if not downright unpredictable, right down to when it begins.
   We have ‘Meteorological” autumn: defined by splitting the year into nice simple quarters with September 1st chronologically marking the day.
   Then we have “Astronomical” autumn beginning on September 22nd and marked by the autumnal equinox.
   But last week, I observed “Spiritual” autumn, not as much defined by a date as a feeling.
   It was unexpected actually. It was Thursday. The weather had been downright balmy as of late and the trees remain lush and leafy. The gorgeous colours so familiar to autumn have hardly arrived, so the morning chill took me by surprise, and I without a sweater.
   Indeed, it felt like autumn.
   Autumn comes with the end of summer and is elated closely to going back to school.
   How many years of my life have been marked by September? Certainly those of my youth, when summer seemed to last a helluva lot longer than it does these days.
   Enjoy your autumn; stretch it out as long as you can because winter, most certainly, will be much more definite.

09/19/2022                                                                                          j.g.l.


I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
other times
dull or
Still I write.

j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.

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Three Years In

Posted on December 29, 2017 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Three years ago I opened up this website, and each day, every day since, I have been writing and posting something right here.
  In many ways it still surprises me. Three months before I began this project, I really had no idea I would be doing this. In fact, I questioned the need or the purpose.
  This has been a total learning process. I knew, coming into this, about graphics and design, photography, formatting and coding, but only from a newspaper perspective. I was very familiar with layout pages, and pica sticks and marking up pages by pencil. I soon learned, first hand, there were few similarities.
  Three years in, I continue learning, and relearning, about this vast digital world and the growth and evolution of social media. I’m always learning, and I’m still trying to keep up.
  The learning keeps me interested, but is still secondary to the purpose.
It is all about communication.
  We, as humans, now have more ways to communicate than we ever have had before. It is fast, it is furious, and it is right there.
  It is instant, and I like to think it is important.
  Thank you for reading, thank you for liking, and following, and commenting.
  Thank you for being here.


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