Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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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.

 

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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on October 30, 2023 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Sometimes your daily horoscope is enough to inspire you to go a little further or dig a little deeper.

I’ve been trying these past months to solidify a project I have been working on for far too long. Unrelated consequences have held me back, in fact stopped me in my tracks, but over these past weeks (well more than a month) I made a habit of trying to get back into a habit that had served me well in the past.  

We all have personal approaches to whatever we do (and what we want to do), so the how and why I began, again, to try is consequential only to myself. But I have to say that, creatively, it went well past writing every damn day. 

Many days have been spent writing or rewriting and tidying up this project. I’ve also spent a lot of time with my journal and some of those thoughts have ended up on this website as my daily breath. 

I’ve been working my way out of a depression. 

This world is in such a catastrophic state and the continual news feed will only depress you further. It alters how you function as a human being. 

I feel it. 

I guess that’s one of the reasons I have valued the practice (or habit) I had been falling away from for longer than I wanted (or realized).  

Writing out my thoughts, either constructively or creativity (there is a difference), provides a way to deal with my intentions. Sadly, if you let it, it can also provide an undue number of expectations. 

Finding the balance on the page, or in life in general, is often difficult. 

Sometimes you must look at anything you write down as an achievement, especially at a time I wasn’t feeling like I had achieved anything. 

I was reminded of my predicament this morning as I sat with my coffee and laptop at Starbucks and clicked on my horoscope. 

These past few months I’ve been dealing with a lot of personal shit that has seemed to hold me up from doing what I wanted or needed to do. 

I’ve had expectations I’ve been trying to live up to and, in not being able to do so, I have felt a sense of failure. 

I know I need to do more, and each day I’ve been trying. In doing so I haven’t allowed myself to think positively about what I have accomplished. 

Many of those accomplishments are small but, when I run them all together and look at the big picture, I’ve realized I have accomplished something. 

It took this morning’s horoscope to remind me that things might not be as difficult as I had thought. 

 

10/30/2023                                                                                                       j.g.l. 

 

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