Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days


  • the difference

    Midnight arrives. No moon, new moon, clouds buffer the sky, 
    shifting moods, stars align. Where did the day go? Time stands still
    without the presence of people, and a sense of substance.

    Questions now. We carry into consciousness a dog-eared confusion 
    never hoped for. The longer it goes, the less you know. You want
    little more to ignore the impendent humidity of a Van Gogh night.

    Young hearts will find a way
    old souls still remain, 
    but where would you go 
    if you knew the difference?

    Deep breath. Full stop, amidst the barren dreams, night tremors, and 
    flashbacks casting dispersions on emotions and moments of repose. 
    Unsteadied in the innocence, unmoved by a prophecy unknown.

    Reach out. All, which you see, cannot always be felt. Confronted by 
    constraints of an ever-changing sky, a complete spectrum of wonder.
    All told, there are less reasons to know than less reasons to be.

    Young heart will find its way
    old soul knows the pain,
    now would you go there 
    if you knew the difference?

  • a despicable duplicitous act

    It’s popular, and it’s alarming.
       Plagiarism has become a bigger problem than ever, and more apparent as social media further casts its spell across every platform and screen. Instagram, Facebook, and Pinterest are all full of bright shiny examples; you see it all the time. 
       It’s out there. It is trending.
       A disturbing, disrespectful act, plagiarism is stealing, passing off the ideas or words of another person as one’s own. Examples lack credit or attribution.
       I’ve called out a couple of people over the past few months for blatant misuse of quotes belonging to someone else.
       One person, a couple of times on her social media feeds, matched lovely quotes (including one by T.S. Eliot) with beautiful black and white photographs of herself. 
       The combination looked great, but nowhere was the poet credited with the original genius.
       Another influencer — in a stylized format featuring her name and image — used the words of a popular motivational speaker. An earlier post, in the same branded format, featured a paraphrased quote by Toni Morrison. 
       The Instagram post was made to look like influencer was the one offering up such compelling advice.
       It was so wrong.
       I sent a comment to the owner of the post (but not the words), informing her the quote belonged to someone else. “It’s great to be inspired, but share the credit,” I said.
       She quickly responded: “I had no clue it was him as it’s just a widely shared quote without his name.”
       See, that’s the problem; nobody does the research. Nobody takes the time to find the source of their inspiration. Nobody bothers.
       It’s sad because the same device used to create the post has the capability to trace the source of the statement. A Google search is so easy.
       Attribution is important. Behind every quotable quote is a writer, an artist or musician, politician or fortune cookie philosopher who laboured over the correct phrasing or came to them in a flash of brilliance.
       They deserve the credit for the deep thought or clever observation. But, these days, they don’t get it.
       Now, I’m not saying that the people I called out are not capable of such profound thought, but it seems they don’t even try. One of them, by simply taking a phrase that has already made its rounds on the Internet, shows how little she was trying to come up with eye-catching content. 
       It’s really too bad.
       Plagiarism is a despicable, duplicitous act. It is ethically wrong, morally reprehensible, spiritually bankrupt, and grounds for dismissal in the halls of academia. It should be a source of shame to anyone who seriously commits such a tasteless endeavor.
       Plagiarism is fraudulent, leaves little to the imagination, and corrupts the concept of free thought. No matter how brave and bold the original work was, it becomes empty of its meaning when it is bastardized.
       I’m not saying that every time you plagiarize a kitten dies, or another COVID-19 variant is released unto the world, for it is more serious than that.  Each time you claim the words of others as your own; you dilute the original message of a fellow human being. At the same time, you weaken your own content.
       Be creative. If there is a point you are trying to make, or you are attempting to inspire or provide insight, use your own words (or give credit where credit is due).
       If you chose to pass along an inspiring quote, be inspired yes, but provide attribution (and don’t just hide it deep down in your content).
       Show you know who said it.
       Show you know what you are talking about.
       Show that creativity is more than a pretty picture and a few happy words.
       Show the true worth of the words.
       You’ll feel better about it.
       Believe in yourself, and others will believe it too.
       Be authentic.
       Be you.

  • national camera day

    Today we celebrate the glorious camera and all it does to document life as we know it. Some of us chose to celebrate this fabulous invention every day.
       At one time a complicated instrument involving a complex blend of science and the technical application of such, the camera is now as common as a feature on your mobile phone.
       The camera, in and of itself, is an object or tool, a conduit for images and imagination; an extension of both the eye and the mind.
       A camera gives us art.
       Utilizing a delicate balance of light and time, there is no other art form as immediate as photography. In a fraction of a second, we are capable of capturing our landscape and loved ones, creating photographs and memories that can last forever.

    © 2023 j.g. lewis

  • we wait

    Undetermined hesitancy,
    well past procrastination, yet far less than wasting time.
    Waiting is less a function and more of a state.
    It is not stillness; for that to occur the mind must settle, not
    impervious, but free to allow thoughts in. And out.
    Then become silence.
    We, then, are waiting, knowing time will tick on anyway.
    If we can stop even for a moment, to simply breathe,
    we can find perspective.
    It is searching for something meaningful
    from something meaningless.
    We seek further meaning,
    knowing our lives are deeper than our pockets.
    We understand there is greater nutrition in a shared meal,
    that Friday will arrive each week, and a bicycle and a car
    each have a purpose.
    We wait; believing home has nothing to do with boundaries.
    For our past to catch up with our ever-present worry, for
    today to be the gift we were told it would be,
    the future must unfold as it should.
    In searching for this equilibrium,
    have we become stuck in the balance?
    Our mind is occupied.
    Waiting.
    We know there are people, who miss us as we miss them,
    and we wait in one space thinking that one person may find us.
    Waiting may be a reminder
    they are not coming.
    As we wait, we attempt to determine if
    our response is an action, or a reaction.
    We know inaction.

    © 2019 j.g. lewis

  • this is the big picture


    Estival Solstice, the longest day of our year, is a time when the sun stands still. Like the sun (if only for a moment) we should also simply be present.

    Whether counting clouds by day and stargazing at night, be mindful of the space between each; our space. This is time not for thinking of goals or objectives, but to consciously be in the now.

    The mid-point of the year, with so much brightness on the horizon, should not be when we look back on what has happened during the dark cooler months. Look forward, instead, through the summer heat. We know, all too well, that the cold and the darkness will return. We know we should, perhaps, be encouraged to savour this time.

    There is a certain equilibrium to this solstice. While we are each guided by certain stars — our place in the astrological jungle — this period is common to us all. In fact, it is a gift. This is the big picture.

    We share the same Sun. We all share the same sky. Our views may be different, but we all call this amazing planet our home.

    Summer solstice gives us a brief, but needed, period of gentle inspiration. Here we have the opportunity to find balance. There is no rush. Take your time.

    Make what you will of the longer days, the intricacies of each season are reflected in how we adapt to an ever-changing society. It is not to ignore the difficulties or struggles we have encountered, or have been living through, but to take in what we have learned. Perhaps you will find the freedom to make the decisions you have been avoiding, or those which offered no resolution.

    This period of balance is further emphasized should you be fortunate to take a break on either side of the solstice and reflect on where you are physically. emotionally, and realistically. Travel away from your usual day-to-day will allow you to look at your situation from a different angle. Always helpful. Always appreciated.

    This is where we will find our determination to continue through the remainder of the year, and to do what we must to maintain balance.

    Time is neither relative or subjective, but an element that enters each equation and becomes a part of every decision. We cannot hold back time, nor can we rush ahead.

    There is a rhythm to each minute.

    Count the seconds as you count your blessings; separately they are a treasure, cumulatively they make up our true wealth.