Curtis Tyrone Jones Quotes

You can't stop dreaming just because the night never seems to end.

Wise is the one who flavors the future with some salt from the past. Becoming dust is no threat to the phoenix born from the ash.

The sun still lives his silent vows to the moon, by bowing to kiss her feet whenever she walks in the room.

Those who disrespect you with their mouth don't deserve your ear.

Just because you take breaks doesn’t mean you’re broken.

Even when she's dethroned by hardship, she still wears the sun as a crown.

You brought me your darkness & I loved you with the radiant tears of a thousand suns.

The sun never has an inferiority complex. It shines the same whether above or below.

You see yourself as a shipwreck, but we see your treasure glowing inside, beneath the oceans in your eyes.

Some days punch us in the gut so hard it seems we can feel the whole universe gasp with despair.

Sometimes life requires more of you than you have to give & demands you plunge into the reinvention of yourself if you truly wanna live.

You can't assume i'm in bad shape just because i've run out of the energy to impress you.

When she smiles, the lines in her face become epic narratives that trace the stories of generations that no book can replace.

The universe has her hands busy in my mind, knitting words together to blanket your wailing heart with something intricately designed.

Give it air & let the scar on your soul reveal itself, because, like the body, it too was made to heal itself.

There's treachery in her hips, rebellion in her heart & magic in her mind.

Dig deep & pull the roots of confidence from the ground of your being, standing firm in the raging storm until sunlight blossoms inside you.

Some situations are just like bad dreams, they're only unbearable while we're giving them our full attention.

Sometimes feeling good isn’t about picking up more things to do, but about letting go of things that have nothing to do with you.

i am an earthquake & dance most heavily upon all my faults.

You are the remedy of intensity i need in my life, to spin me out of the miserable monotony of working on life's daily assembly lines.

i find you in every echo, i find you in every dream, i find you in every feeling in the depths of my inner being.

I keep holding up the mirror of the sun, so you can see the stunning reflections of everything you’re becom- ing.

‪A wise man once said, 'Life is like breathing. If you try to hold it, you'll lose it. But let it come & go & you'll always be connected to it.'‬

Their opinions are not your oxygen. They should only fan your fucking flames.

She’s has craters you didn’t create and darkness you don’t deserve. She’s as stunning as the moon on a cloudless night, but it may take millennia for her to find and manifest her own internal sunlight.

I'll be the mountain whose whispers trigger you to stop running & start becoming the lovely yet stunning avalanche you most certainly are.

Sometimes we must gravitate towards madness before we can levitate on greatness.

Sometimes you must embrace the feeling of being abandoned, until your deepest self warms to the thought of you being its closest companion.

She's like a tulip that's still gorgeous even though she just can't open up.

Often there's a secret courage hidden in the pocket of our deepest fears saying, “Bring it on, motherfucker”.

Being emotionally undercut by some friends, can feel like a physical uppercut to the chin, when deep down you just weren't ready for it, again.

Wise is the one who learns to dumb it down.

When people change & make you feel small, I'll tuck you into my pocket & feed you cheese, until courage coaxes the tiger out of your rib cage.

Unravel my magic carpet. Shake the gold dust from my trips to the sun & take it for a spin, to the center of your universe; Within.

You can’t hammer yourself with hatred and build a life of happiness.

In order to live fully you must be guided by the reality of your ecstasy more than the maintenance of your monotony.

You play me with your jazz & leave me with the blues.

It's funny how the ugly duckling always has so many beautiful things to teach us.

Wise is the fool who becomes a master at laughter.

Each time we bow to the feet of anything we find riveting, the mind rises to be surprised with new crowning diamonds of creativity.

She tucks the veil of her hair behind the crescent moon of her ear to reveal the stars in her eyes.

Nothing compares to becoming aware of the massive face of the universe hidden in a newborn’s stare.

It’s no good to physically distance yourself from someone in your life, if you’re just gonna let them live in your mind.

How is it you’re so ensconced with the darkness of earth, when I sit here like your moon gushing with the light of your infinite worth?

Some teach you what can't be taught, by turning their back on you & helping you get internally closer to everything you externally sought.

Summer is a gentleman: slowly warming the earth at length before undressing her in the fall.

Some bow to the spirit of collectivism, while you ascend to the spirit of your own eclectic rhythms.

Keep planting new seeds until your mind becomes the earth that gives birth to new worlds.

Live in the shadow of the moon until you're bright enough to give birth to your own suns.

Your eyes have fingers that grip me by the collar of my soul & pull me into you.

She goes down like the sunset & brings the sweetest night creatures howling out of me.

Depression was my body's way of grieving the loss of my childhood dreams. Writing was my imagination's way of redefining them.

In love madly, traveling though the life-raft's unraveling in a beautiful tragedy, but gladly i'm still paddling through the ocean of your anatomy.

There's no key to great relationships, there's simply a well worn welcome mat.

The head of all flower heads is one flower; the sunflower in the sky, that gives the others vivid color stemming from the inside.

People often miss out on their own human genius because they’re trying to be more perfect than the gods.

The fall of your hair is rushing through my head like elegant waterfalls repeatedly dancing down into an open riverbed.

If you can dance like raindrops, there will always be sunshine.

We walk all over the earth but it never complains of being a doormat. So we give it the highest title of love, adoration and family: praising it for mothering every species and the whole of all humanity.

i love watching what you become when life thinks it has you cornered.

You'd corner me in your conformity but even in dormancy i'm sleeping with enormity, stretching the belly of the earth & everything i was born to be.

Sometimes changing the game is as simple as finding a few people who play by the same rules as you.

‪You collide with destiny caught up in the mystery of walking the halls of a mind that's only inclined to recognize & expect victory.‬

You always drop by, to en- lighten my mind, when my wings are feeling heavy & i've forgotten how to fly.

We feel the most balance when we're not dividing ourselves on other people's scales.

You're only as good as your last thought of yourself.

You must befriend a few skeletons before you'll find your deepest self.

Sometimes i don't have enough soul in my cheeks to show my face to the world.

You'll always be curious yet deliriously sinking into whatever your nightmare is until you let your wings know you're serious by leaping into your wildest dreams of self love.

You don’t have a self confidence issue, you have a self acceptance issue. Once you genuinely accept yourself, you don’t need to ‘be confident’ anymore, you can just ‘be’ yourself.

Take advantage of the time that people give you, without taking advantage of the people giving you time.

Sometimes the meaning in life hits you like a meteorite.

The head is bigger but the heart is infinitely more powerful.

I’d never get sucked into a community that swallows my individuality.

When I saw you I knew the universe had mastered my love language & I'd go through any amount of anguish to be a student of its genius.

I may be small but I'm a laughing mountain.

I’ll pour my life into your hands like oceans upon your sands if you can always stand to take a little more of me.

I see the echo in your eyes & your beautiful voice still causes my mind to dance in circles around my heart, enticing it to rise & love again.

As you get comfortable revealing who you are, you help others stop fearing and concealing the magical feelings of who they are.

Fuck potential. And fuck opportunity. If you don’t act now, both are dead in the sky-castles of your big dreaming eyes. I mean, worship opportunities when they come, but blaspheme their existence in the distance and work as if you’ll never get another one.

Here’s to the misfits and foolish ones who think differently. They’re not fond of simplicity. They live unconventionally existing at a different level of intensity. They add elasticity and flexibility to what’s inflexibly rigid, bringing warmth to the frigid systems of existence. You can hate them acidicly, discredit their credibility or even oppose them ritualistically. Look down on them cynically, say they became great accidentally, rain on them torrentially or see brilliance academically. You can look and see density or see a lovely symphony. About the only thing you can’t do is disqualify their eligibility. Because they change history. Everything in existence moves them restlessly on to destiny backed by infinity. Their spirit is immensity, they overcome resiliently and follow their hearts existentially. Though they may be misunderstood until the next century, we see their opponents’ adrenaline as only minimally convincing, simply for a time because in them there’s a tendency for the divine to visit earth coincidentally. And while others may see misfits and foolishness we see wisdom and genius because the ones crazy enough to think they can live and love limitlessly are the ones who actually do.

To be brutally truthful, the removal of your noodle from seeking other people’s futile approval to be you, is one of the most beautiful steps to flight, where wings flap to freedom from so many deadly traps.

Old lady failure died giving birth to twin giants named confidence & optimism, but her name lives on as the mother of success.

Life will break every one of your contracts & still look at you with that innocent glimmer in her eye & ask you to marry her.

Lost in wonder staring at you, I bumped my head on the moon & fell, hard.

The night sky is a dignified black princess freckled with the stars. Get lost in her beauty to find it in your darkness.

Nurtured by negative circumstances, braiding raging tornadoes in her hair, she held her head high, wearing her weathered poetry with pride.

Take time for the clearance of the mind, preparing for adherence to perseverance for the journey of another thousand miles.

Being gifted means facing the next level of depth without ever being repulsed by the curse that comes with the magic of being different.

It’s so hard to bring solace when you yourself feel soulless.

The taste of success is so much sweeter when the tasteless have been so bitter and nasty to you!

You didn’t grow apart because you’re evil, but because you evolved.

If your passion is keeping you in poverty, don’t quit your passionate mindset! Quit your poverty mindset!

The fun part is finding which thoughts, in that crazy beehive of emotion, are the ones that mass produce the honey.

‪Repel people in your mind and you’ll repel them in your life. See others as above you in your mind and you’ll be below them in your life. Love people in your mind and connect with them in life. The brainwaves we send out are the only ones others will surf back to our shores.‬

Through persistence to a clear vision, the dreamer comes to understand that no matter how unlikely, taboo, or youthful these dreams may appear to be, the belly of the earth can and will still stretch with the conception of the new dream as sure as the belly of a woman can and will stretch with the conception of new life.

I would say that just as easy as a person puts on a raincoat and opens their umbrella before stepping out on a rainy day, you too must put on a new concept of yourself and never take it off, nor pull the umbrella of your imagination down until you see the sun shining on the new situation that you have imagined. You must never be convinced that you are being drenched in your old reality, regardless of how much others are absorbed in it. What is true for them is not true for you, because they are not living in your world. They are not living in your raincoat nor are they living beneath the umbrella of consciousness that you have raised. They may be completely soaked in their world while you remain poised and untouched by unfavorable conditions in your own.

When the artist leaves a painting on a wall with the full confidence that the mastery of his skill, soul and vision will draw others into its vortex long after he is gone, he is using the grip of seduction. When the musician’s performance, the manipulation of her instrument and the command of her talents are so raw and uninhibited that onlookers feel connected to the cosmos, bridged by the pure genius they are now experiencing, she is using the mystery of seduction. The unexplainable feeling fans get when the athlete ceases to be an athlete and rises to the level of the untouchable magician that can make anything happen, is nothing less than the power of seduction at work. The immense value of seduction is its ability to skillfully allure others into one’s world . . . .

If you want to hear the distant voice of the ocean put your ear to the lips of a seashell. If you want to hear the voice of God place your ear upon the chest of any living being. If you want to be awakened from slumbering through life, place your ear up to the core of a corpse because the voice of honesty can clearly be heard there and the fingers of such a ribcage love to pinch dreamers into action. But if you want to hear the voice that directs your personal pilgrimage, you must find a way to keep your ear glued to your body’s fragile shell.