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 . . .

by any other name

More obvious than DNA, presence
or personality: identity. Individually,
names are given out by someone else,
by family or memory. Titles awarded
before character is developed,
without our knowledge.

A voice we live with. Should you
call out, what will you hear? A name:
in the end, all we are left with. Goodbye.
What you remember and often forget.
Introduction requires random thought
of specific examples.

Fingerprint fact and interpretation, a
name, birth date, statistics, history always
living proof of every step taken, up until
now. Evidence you are all you believe in,
selfish presentation of self-image, under
circumstances that change along with us.

Do you represent what others might think?
How well do they know you? Would you
be any different under any other name?
Will that person remain the same as you
if it were true? Hello. Ask yourself.
It is a hard title to live up to.

© 2021 j.g. lewis

friday

                 sunlight navigates its way

     between

               what was and what

            is still to come

     friday

           not just any day

               you find the freedom

       to notice

     transformation happening

     as it should

                       look up

           will you see what you should

       or observe

               all you have neglected

04/26/2024                                                                                   j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Qualifying questions, remedial response.

Knowledge of situations often haunt.

What we know or have been told.

We tell ourselves we just don’t know.

Answers formed by thoughts untold.

Rumour and misinformation often sold.

Conspiracy theories tend to rule the day.

Bare truth and logic will get in the way.

04/22/2024                                                                                                            j.g.l.

I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.

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

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Nothing At All

Posted on August 18, 2019 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

I began the weekend with a list of things I needed to accomplish. There are deadlines involved, a certain order required, and, perhaps, my creativity will be tested.
I woke yesterday morning in dire need of coffee (not unlike most mornings), and feeling a bit on the lazy side. I made a trip to the market, picked up a watermelon and a bundle of fresh garden carrots, and then returned home.
I ironed half a dozen shirts, threw in a load of wash, played a couple of records, organized my desktop, and was then inspired to go for a bike ride. The sun was out, and it seemed like one of those days where you shouldn’t be inside. I placed my journal in my backpack, feeling I may find a bench along the way where I could take time with some daily thoughts
It clouded over midway through the ride, and then I felt the first few drops of what would be a torrential thunderstorm. Fortunately there was a coffee shop nearby, and I waited out the storm, journaling, writing a letter to a friend, and capturing the essence of a poem that will be completed when the spirit moves me.
I enjoyed an afternoon nap, a simple dinner, and a few more albums.
I went to bed at a reasonable time, and slept in this morning (so unlike me).
I’m enjoying morning coffee at my regular Starbucks, and as I write I’m thinking about the list I need to tend to, about all those things that must be done over the next few days.
I didn’t work on any of the tasks yesterday, in fact, I didn’t even think about them.
And, really, my yesterday was filled with nothing, or nothing really important.
Yesterday was just a day. It was a day for me.
Days of nothing are important; they are free of schedules, devoid of tasks or jobs, or (in many ways) are not complicated by thinking and planning.
Days of nothing are days to be cherished because, all too often, days are full of everything.
Today is a different matter.
I’ve still got my list, and deadlines are looming closer, but because I took a day off I am better prepared to tackle that list, and I will.
I have no apprehension, or anxiety, and because of a day of doing nothing I am in a better mindset to do everything I need to do. . . as soon as I finish my coffee.
Enjoy your day, whether you choose to fill it with everything, or nothing at all.

08/18/2019                                        j.g.l.

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