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 . . .

Mondays are just young Fridays

One year since. . . 

   The death toll rises each day in this certain uncertainty. A geopolitical conflict, its consequences spilling out across this planet and onto the streets of my city. Distanced from the direct atrocities of another war, it is more than tension we feel in the neighborhoods where we live.

   Every day the headlines speak to me. Every day there are more questions than answers.

   How many bombs?

   How many dead?

   How many prayers?

   How many times, in my lifetime, have I heard about the possibility of Middle East peace?

   I, still, can only try to understand.

   I too live with the fear, the grief, and the polarization of it all.

 

10/07/2024                                                                                                                j.g.l.

It’s not nothing

I would like to think it is nothing, at least I’d like to try. I know I can’t, but I will fool myself into believing it was less than what it is (I’m gullible that way).
   Still I know, deep down, it was more than what I was expecting. Certainly it was more than what I was prepared for.
   It’s always something; really, anything is.
   There is something in anything, worthwhile or not, that captures your imagination or sends your soul circling.
   Nothing matters then.
   It is always more than what you were counting on, even when there is nothing to compare it to.
   Always unlike anything else, you try to twist and turn it into something familiar, or something you can relate to, all the while knowing that nothing has been like that, or felt like this: ever.
   Yeah, it’s like that.
   It’s not nothing, but it can’t be everything. . . or maybe it is.

© 2017 j.g. lewis

a deeper conversation

Ever the questions, 

no response, until now. In the wake 

of all that happened all that time ago; 

even recently, as details were 

unearthed convincingly.

Negligently we accept responsibility 

for secrets and sins unacknowledged.

The government, the Church, 

the children. The shock of it all. 

Tears now stain history books. Truth.

A deeper conversation. 

We talked about it, yesterday.

Too long society, 

more specifically “we”, have turned

a blind eye to ways of a world 

we thought we never knew.

Lord knows what they were thinking 

and did nothing.

 

10/01/2024                                                                                                             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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Today’s Election: Tomorrow’s Future

Posted on November 3, 2020 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Choices made today will define how this world will move forward.
I will be affected by the result, as will every citizen of this continent (and planet), but I will not have a part in how this all plays out.
This is not my election.
Canada has many difficulties, and our sometime problematic political system is one of them, but we have not had to (and are unlikely to) face the issues you are contending with.
There is noting to compare today’s presidential election to, but our country and the world, will be watching.
We share a long, principally unguarded, border with the United States, which is not hindered by fences or ideals. We share a similar culture, but have our own race issues, environmental concerns, and our own type of political and economic corruption.
Our money is different, but it’s value rests on what happens in the U.S..
I have spent months into years looking down on America, and I say that only from the perspective of a northerly neighbour.
Right now, the psyche of the U.S.A. is threadbare. So much damage has been done over these past years. You are hurting, I can tell. It is obvious.
I can see.
Sadly, there will not be a clear winner today.
The shadow of this election will loom long.
The U.S.A. is so polarized that civil unrest is not just likely, but guaranteed. It’s sad. The fact that Wal-Mart has removed guns and ammunition from its retail shelves in the days prior to this election is just one example of the potential this humble Canadian sees. The American retailer has built its global dominance in both capitalism and greed; I know Wal-Mart will sell almost anything to anybody if there is profit involved.
Nobody will profit from the destruction this election campaign has cost your country.
Regardless of which candidate and party is victorious in 2020, you all have healing to do. The pain will continue for quite some time.
You have, collectively, made that choice.
After today you will have to live with the results.
And we Canadians will watch with both sympathy and compassion at what has happened, or what will happen, as it happens.
While we will feel your pain, we have our own fractures, and bruises, and scars.
It hurts in a different place.

11/03/2020                                        j.g.l.

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