Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

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  • Mondays are just young Fridays

    It is not always stating the obvious; to do so, at certain times, comes across as conceit. Yet, especially in trying times, it is necessary.

    I love me. Three words; including the big one, a word you mostly reserve for others: love.

    Self-love: to appreciate oneself, one’s worth or value, is an important part of being human. It is not always easy for, at times, we do not always feel the way we should. Not always do we hold ourselves in the highest regard, or personal happiness and well-being is not always top of mind. Sadly.

    I know I suffer from periods of doubt, or indifference.

    Pride and vanity can each get confusing. Ego will allow only so much; the id is not always present. And yes, narcissism, is to be avoided at all costs.

    It comes back to value.

    Take some time to recognize what you can most offer yourself. Balance those feelings or thoughts with what you can offer to others. Humanity needs people who care, who feel, and are best able to deal with all this uncertainty.

    First, be certain of yourself. Then show that love. 

    It is necessary, especially in these trying times.

    © 2026 j.g. lewis

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  • consistently

                                     resilient

            time moves neither fast nor slow

                           steady    always

         it is emotions that rush on

                      hold us back

            consistently                unexpectedly

                    giving us space      or

                       taking it away

              it is how it feels

                         how we feel    and

               how we deal with our time

                        we are resilient

                   and that can hold us back

    © 2026 j.g. lewis

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  • it takes understanding

    Do you speak your truth, unapologeticaly or otherwise?
      Often the words you use in response to something that was said or something that you read. 
      You react. 
      Perhaps you felt wronged, or disrespected, or ignored, and the words just come out.
      Feelings and emotions can, at times, be difficult to express in a written form. Other times it is easy, and there is a direct connection between your mind and your fingers, and you type out, or tap out, exactly what you mean. 
      Brutal honesty.
      Maybe you don’t think about it (or you aren’t thinking), but when the words appear they seem like they were intended to hurt. 
      Perhaps there was no time? Or you didn’t take the time to temper your thoughts, because that takes time, and your outright reaction took over common courtesies. 
      It was time you didn’t have, and that cannot be an excuse, because you were more concerned over expressing how you felt rather than feelings of someone else.
      I’m guilty of this, I admit. Not often (I don’t think) because most of the time I allow myself a moment or two to consider the impact of my words, or my actions, or even my intentions.
      Emotions do, however, get in the way, and I try to live or write with my emotions every single day. If you don’t write with emotion, words are simply words.
      Honesty is always the answer, but the truth can hurt.
      Valid or not, an expression of anger or distaste will be, or can be, interpreted by someone else in ways you cannot always decipher. We cannot usually know how someone else will feel. We don’t always remember what was said before or how another person will deal with your words, or your thoughts.
      Sometimes it takes another person to point this out, and while your reaction, at first, is one of anger or insignificance, it does more than prove the point.
      We all need to think a little more about the words we use with someone else. It takes understanding, and patience, even in the moment. In this digital age, communication can be instant, yes, but taking that little bit of time to consider the feelings of others can go a long way.
      You can only hope an apology will be accepted as directly, and as truthfully, as your original response.

    © 2018 j.g. lewis

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  • within

     

    Along these streets and neighbourhoods.

    Homes. Dwellings in which comfort is found,

    and desire or disappointment. Hidden within.

     

    Every house has its secrets. Floors creak with

    the essence of another era. Past generations

    lived here, loved here, celebrated birth or death.

     

    Within those walls, life left its shadow. Time

    before and since. Each occupant felt familiarity.

    Yet, we know so little of what went on. Before.

     

    And so, at 5, or 3, or 6 a.m.; time soon to shift, 

    and with it our intent. We already know enough 

    about what is happening elsewhere on this planet.

    © 2026 j.g. lewis

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  • the journey

    Finding our direction may take miles, or

    days or years. Detours, disruptions and 

    distractions, no matter how purposeful or

    meaningful as they may be, are certain to

    prolong our progress. It takes time to know.

    The journey is involved. Each step, or stop,

    of the path allows reflection. We are guided 

    mainly by instinct or instruments, our moral 

    compass not often strong. Finding our true

    destination will take days and years. Or longer.

    © 2026 j.g. lewis

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