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 . . .

future progress

It is often history that clouds our judgment, and even prevents us from seeing the true and right path we must take going forward.

   The steps we have already made, even those unplanned, play a meaningful role in the direction we have chosen. But, they do not always have to chart the course of future progress.

   Progress, yes, it is what we must do, even unknowingly.


02/05/2023                                                                                  j.g.l.




The coldest morning of the winter
reminds you what is truly important:
– a warm parka
– garbage mitts
– a positive attitude
– good coffee

Spring is coming.
So is the weekend.

02/03/2023                                                                                      j.g.l.

cloud songs

        Our dreams, scattered
     amidst our memory, last night
            or the one before.
     The dream, the day
     inconsequential as
          the music that plays
            in the coffee shop.
            It is all noise
       cluttering the silence
       we think we want to hear.

02/02/2023                                                                       j.g.l.

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

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Posted on October 3, 2016 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment



Scrappy branches of barren trees
scratch against October’s crisp cobalt sky.
and a mother’s bedroom lamp
paint screaming banshees
across the front lawn.
Winds heighten
to an eerie squeal.
She leans in, pulling a safety pin
from her ear.
Tussled hair, the scent of patchouli
and cigarettes. Her lips
taste of the night.
A safety pin punctures the
denim jacket’s collar.
A poignant promise
from a shadow too young to notice,
not old enough to know.
Long ago.
Still, now,
I wear a safety pin on my jacket,
if only to remember the taste of the night,
and the smell of autumn.


It’s only a cookie,
is it your fortune?

Not likely.

Yet, many dreams
begin with a taste
of a thought.

Take a big bite.


Mondays are just young Fridays


Defined by our physical body, we are all receptacles that — in addition to the bones, blood and guts — hold space. Moving forward through life, we continue to fill this space with ideas, memories, ideals and knowledge.
  We go through periods where there seems to be continual change. We welcome new experiences, and people, or take on fresh or unfamiliar styles of working, or creating.
  Each time you do something, try something, or take on a new task, you clear out room inside yourself by discarding what has been there for a while. It, at times, is exhausting. The process can take you on a whirlwind trip, both physically and emotionally.
  We do things, we get things done, and at the end of it all, or in a moment of quiet reflection, we realize we have depleted our personal resources.
  We feel empty; yet, we know, there is room for more.
  It is there, in those periods of thought, when you have to decide whether there is more you wish to accomplish, or experience, or if you are content with the way things are, or have been.
  If everything is the way it should be, if you have what you need, then it’s all good.
  But if you want more (and we all have the capacity) then now is the time to fill yourself up.  There are always new cities to visit, emerging art to view, more people to acquaint yourself with, and new words to read.
  Take the time to fill the mind, remind yourself to be accepting of change, or open to revisiting a place or process that may once have fulfilled you, or perhaps left you in a state of disappointment.
  You have to decide to allow something into your life, or to fill you up intellectually and emotionally. Only you can decide if there is room for more. Only you know your true volume.
  I am not empty. I am open.


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