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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06/06/2024
Posted on June 6, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

marks on the page
Posted on June 5, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

We take tally of days, events, and milestones that matter;

even subconsciously. They matter, in time, or at the time.

Each stroke, each day, represents something monumental

in some way. We recall days, perhaps not as often as we

should, that leave an impression on our mind. People and

places influence our solitary path, especially when we feel

alone. The conscious kindness of others will brighten your 

life cycle in periods when you need to shed greater light on 

what we have lived through. No columns represent wins or 

loses. Every single mark a subtle stanza of a never-ending 

poem registering episodes of emotion. Over time, all of our

experiences add up to well-lived life. Swift as a heartbeat, the 

sheer number of marks on the page is ever-humbling. We 

are present through it all. Whatever stage you find yourself

in this journey, it is just as important to remember all of the 

occasions and occurrences as it is to leave space for more.

© 2024 j.g. lewis

 

cloud songs
Posted on June 4, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

     What about today? 

Will it slowly fade into the hereafter, 

soon to become another yesterday?

   Or is there more to be revealed 

   as the day unfolds and 

   we will learn invaluable Iife lessons 

   unknowingly?

     What will become of 

bygone days, mornings of loneliness, 

and the effort expended as we attempt 

     to heal hardships 

     or slight misfortunes certain 

     to stain our memory.

Are we benefactors of our experience, 

or victims of the time?

06/04/2024                                                                          j.g.l.