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Dear Gus & Magnus,
I left this morning for Ridgeland so I could go to the event we made the video invitation for last month -- the guy pointing is the clown from that video. Our employees smoked ribs and baked cinnamon rolls and clients came to judge. I ate a decent helping and felt like crap. When Magnus goes to daycare next week, I'm going to make a plan to eat better and get in shape.
Dad.
Ridgeland, Mississippi. 3.9.2023 - 5.45pm.
The Game of Life
I see within my mind a place where only I could ever go. A distant , lovely , lonely space , a room of dreams , a tomb of woe
An everchanging , ever constant call to make me see that every good must have a bad each A must have a B
For every life that is brought forth another surely dies and takes its place amongst the spirits shedding it's disguise
For life is but a masquerade , and death brings forth release win or lose , the game replays until we find our peace.
(c) Jonathan Lewis ( Jonny Amethyst ) 2019
Atlantic Starr - Always
Cast Adrift
All alone in a sea of dreams I cast my net and plot my path but nothing ever comes , it seems except for loneliness and wrath
The long quiet nights , that draw forth days of ever growing need and pain the sun drenched sails crumble and fade before succumbing to the rain.
Each day I count the waves as they break across the bough and silent in my daze , I wonder How ?
Countless days and nights pass by as I drift unguided to my fate no clean water to quench my thirst , no food my hunger to sate
Will I drift , for evermore ? or shall some shoreline find me there exposed unto my very core my life , my heart , my soul laid bare.
Photo and verse (c) Jonathan Lewis ( Jonny Amethyst ) 2019
The Gods may tarry , the people may fall and all hell may descend but what will come to one and all shall not be the end For each and ev'ry teardrop spilled and ev'ry life cut short shall only carve the way to a future finely wrought from air and spirit , life divine in perfect harmony the road ahead is paved with love for you as well as me
Photo and poem (C) Jonathan Lewis ( me ) .