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 . . .

these days

tomorrow is another chance

but what about today?

11/29/2022                                                                                                               j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Morning fog limits perspective.
As much surprise as wonder,
as isolating as illuminating,
we naturally want to see further.
Your vantage point stays the same.
Captivated throughout the day,
you may well stand where you are,
only the focal point broadens.Daylight eventually finds its way,
you can easily see the difference.
Darkness will come, it always does,
the view will be different tomorrow.
11/28/2022                                                                                                                                                                                        j.g.l.

be content

hold the image
speak the silence
feel the clarity

11/27/2022                                                                                                                 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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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on January 30, 2017 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

The thing is; you can keep looking (or trying) to sort it all out, as you go about inserting yourself into other situations to try and prove the merit or worth of the random actions.
  You may uproot yourself and move, even take on another life under the advisement of an old friend, tarot card reader, used car salesman, or by-the-hour soul-healer. All the time you question what went wrong.
  As you recall past mistakes and wonder if they really were (or are), you still ask yourself what’s going on?
  In all these gestures you gallantly stumble forward, stepping through cracks in the surface and the emotional battlefields that lie below. Deep down you know it’s not right.
  You know you have to do what you said you would do.
  So come on, make it happen. Do what you can and wipe the slate clean.
  You are much better when you are honest with yourself, if you know what I mean.

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