Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days


j.g.lewis

  • the reality we face

    March will arrive tomorrow with the uncertainty we have become accustomed to, hiding the promise we hold and leaving room for confusion to fester.
       Winter has been too long and we are waiting for the first signs of spring. 
       March gives us something to look forward to. Until then we are faced with winter.
       March gives us snowflakes as tentative as our intentions or snowstorms as bitter as the reality we face week to month. March gives us a complete range of weather to match each emotion we feel.
       I wish you fresh air and sunshine in the days ahead.

  • moving ahead

    Stand your ground, or step forward. 

       Moving backwards is not healthy. Time expires, the routes change as the distance grows, and you have gained so much wisdom from the day-to-day journey. 

       You got where you are by traveling where you have been. 

       It’s all too easy to become complacent in the moment, but what is keeping you there?

       Think of all that is ahead. Keep moving. 

       Leave your troubles, or your pain, behind.

       It’s not the past that holds you back, but what prevents you from moving ahead.

       Emotional traffic and fear has built up, yes, but attitude and mind control can help breakthrough the barriers.

       We move on for a reason. 

       Many times the unknown is healthier than knowing, or remembering, where you have been.

    © 2018 j.g. lewis

  • small scraps

    We live now, and always have, 
    as hunters and gatherers. 
    Along our path we collect 
    small scraps of our being,
    slowly assembling the quilt 
    that surrounds us. 
    Experiences, information, 
    or misguided moments and 
    memories become fabric
    we wrap ourselves in. Lonely, 
    or cold, we search for a stitch 
    of humanity in threadbare 
    motives and flimsy excuses. 
    It is not always comfortable. 
    It is who we are, 
    not what we have become.

  • not everyone cares

    We are our own grief, we 
    fear our own fears, and we
    are the reason to rise above 
    all that haunts us, tempts us, 
    or hurts us.
    Nothing is inevitable.
    Anyone has a reason, excuse, 
    or meaningful interpretation 
    of their own perceptions or 
    probabilities.
    Not everyone cares.
    What does it matter? You are 
    accountable only to yourself.

  • we all have to answer

    Is it a question of the ages, 
    or something asked of each 
    generation?