Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

a daily breath

  • Friday is here

    It has been one of those weeks; a week where I felt I was always running behind. The influence of Sunday’s daylight change has been apparent all week. I lost an hour. 

    It is all about time.

    Friday is here, and that speaks for itself. Things I had to do (and the list is endless) did not get done, and some of the projects I attempted to do were not as much fun. I was seeking excitement.

    I kept putting off much-needed stuff and, at the end of most days, felt tired and rough.

    My mood has not been what it should.

    Seems I succumb to self-induced pressure, and I own a little too much.

    I feel I’m done with the winter and yet it continues to present itself. Last night’s snow did not help. Seasonal depression is what it is. It is not what I need (never has been).

    I feel, today, I could use a Fridier Friday.

    Maybe today I should put off thinking about all that has been on my mind and simply allow myself to go about time. It might not be productive, but that’s all well and good. I will let the day live out how I think I should.

    © 2026 j.g. lewis

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  • Mondays are just young Fridays

    Beginning any week, but this week in particular, I look for a positive sign or positive vibe to guide me through the next few days.

    It is not always easy; and this week it is not.

    The lies, the greed, the uncertainty, and the violence keep adding up. We listen to the never-ending news of what’s happening on the other side of the world, catch the arguments and opinions on social media, and we feel the impact on the local and national economies every day. It continues to accelerate. 

    You simply cannot ignore it; this inhumanity towards humanity has now reached a fever pitch. We have lived with war in the past, but this seems different. Or maybe I am older and can recall too much of the past to feel comfortable in this environment.

    Peace is not easy; never has it been. While world peace has always been a supposed goal; hope is a bigger part of it.

    Right now, hope is all we have, and it seems so far off. Still, I keep looking for a positive sign.

    j.g.l.

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  • history

    The questions of the night are 

    not always quiet.

    The answers silent, for a time.

    Day into day, again and again;

    history will repeat itself, if

    you allow it.

    Try to look with new eyes.

    It doesn’t have to be the same.

    © 2026 j.g. lewis

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  • the right language

    How do you speak of what 

    little you know, or learn 

    even more about why

    it isn’t so?

      Without prior knowledge 

    or lived experience, ignorant 

    of facts which have not yet

    made an appearance, you 

    hear mostly lies and 

    unsubstantiated opinion from 

    foolhardy prospects, their 

    followers and minions.

      Our world spins on its axis, 

    dizzying the senses, information 

    loses its relevance, its history, 

    and its presence.

      We try, harder than ever, to 

    comprehend a truth we have 

    attempted to understand since

    even in our youth.

    © 2026 j.g. lewis

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