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 . . .

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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Month: August 2019

What Will It Take
Posted on August 16, 2019 by j.g.lewis // 2 Comments

Life, itself, is about spirituality,
about love, about sharing
and caring, and helping
each other out.
It seems we have forgotten
about peace and harmony.
In an age where we need to be
reminded of acceptance, of
diversity and inclusion, a
time when we should be
coming together, we often
seem so far apart.
What will it take to find the
peace that is needed?
We need to try harder, Today
would be a good day to start

08/16/2019                                             j.g.l.

Remember The Spirit
Posted on August 15, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

Woodstock — An Aquarian Music Exposition: 3 Days of peace & music — began 50 years ago today.
I was too young to attend, and too young to comprehend what was happening at the time, but grew up in the shadow of the bigger-than-expected event. More than 400,000 people attended the festival, perhaps the pivotal moment of a generation seeking change.
We remember the artists and the music, but do we remember the spirit of the event?

Woodstock
August 15 – 18, 1969

08/15/2019                                             j.g.l.

Hard Reality
Posted on August 14, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

What ever happened to
the peace and love we spoke of,
decades before? Our realism of idealism
before capitalism; humanity above profit.
Conscious thought. Truth.
Was this a concept
within a dream, altered by greed
and get-rich-schemes
that became the way of the world.
Do we know how it happened?
Can we understand? Why?
Each generation judges those before,
every generation knows a state of war.
This reality becomes hard
when the violence is right there
in your backyard. Fact.
Something is not the same.
We were young once. Age
now testimony to where we have been,
what have we witnessed, and
how we have failed those
who shall follow. Evolution.
How do we speak of freedom?
Can we hold a stranger’s hand?
Are weather-beaten symbols and
time-ravaged slogans relevant any more?
Honesty. Do we remember
how to make love, not war?

© 2019 j.g. lewis