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 . . .

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   Secrets are rarely as heavy as 

   the weight we assign to them.

       The gravity of circumspect

   plays out, time and again. It is 

   what we carry as we decide 

   what crosses, or is held within, 

   our moral divide.

       Sit with it for a while, moved 

   only when memory comes into 

   play; last night, or the other, or 

   any other day.

 

09/05/2024                                                                                      j.g.l.

unbidden

When you are not ready to say 

all you need to say, you remain 

unable to feel all you are 

meant to feel.

Joy, relief, compassion, 

beliefs, unobtainable all in the

truest sense. Your solitude, like

a sin, stays locked inside.

Unbidden, personal inquisition 

only you can reply to, abiding 

precious time.

09/03/2024                                                                                            j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Treat others

as you would 

treat yourself.

Share when you can.

Kindness has no season, 

but is best served 

with appreciation.

Gratitude does not

need a reason, but 

the taste will last

a very long time.

Be thankful.

09/02/2024                                                                      j.g.l.

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well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.

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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on November 6, 2023 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Last week, I couldn’t help but notice a bin full of traditional candy canes at the bulk food store. The next day my morning coffee was presented to me in a seasonal cup. 
   The signs of the season are increasing daily. 
   I’ve not yet noticed the Christmas-themed muzak (or otherwise) filling the retail environment, but then I have not recently ventured into the malls. My consumerism, lately, has been limited to only what is required. 
   I suppose I have enough. 
   I don’t pay attention to the increased advertising by all the stores on television or online. I know it is the nature of business (and the all-important fourth quarter financial results), but it is difficult to comprehend all the happiness and goodwill the merchants are trying to promote for profit’s sake. 
   The constant barrage of lowest-price advertising and must-have items overshadows the message of peace on earth. 
   The excitement and importance of gift-giving  — expressing gratitude and appreciation to your loved ones — seems lost in a ruptured economy where most of us have less to spend. Some of us have enough. Others have nothing. 
   This is the debt we are all paying and the ultimate confusion of the holiday season. 
   Happiness must be found in our humanity, not purchased on credit and paid for later. 

11/06/2023                                                                                     j.g.l.

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