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Jason E. Hodges Quotes

“Never be an artist that starts worshiping yourself or believe your little group is better than anyone outside of it. For, you are nothing more than a grain of sand on a hillside in this world of ours. Even Da Vinci’s work is only glanced at then scrolled past on a phone or computer these days. Climb down off your throne and become humble once more.” Jason E. Hodges

“Your only guarantee in this life is that eventually it will end. So make it extraordinary. Live like tomorrow won’t start for you.” Jason E. Hodges

“The biggest weapon that threatens us all is, mankind’s stupidity.” Jason E. Hodges    

“To forgive is powerful. To not remember the reasons why you had to forgive is foolish. So continue on with open eyes and see all that’s before you.” Jason E. Hodges

“To pluck out debris from one’s eye can be quite painful. To dig into one’s self can be unbearable. But in order to move forward we must pluck out the painful and fill our souls with hope that the pain never returns.” Jason E. Hodges

“I’d rather fall climbing a mountain hand in hand with someone I felt was my equal than to make it to the top by stepping on them.” Jason E. Hodges

“Humans have the ability to rewrite history. Within a few decades it is not even questioned. Stories of the past become as real as the world you walk through today. Wars are waged over false history. Sins are denied. All for mankind to move forward and feel comfortable about its past. Your true history is written in the stars. Look up, breathe in, and be humbled by the ones who came before you. The ones who have suffered, who have endured, who have overcome. Their blood is alive in you. Their spirits roam freely in the heavens above.” Jason E Hodges      

From my book, When The Cedars Shade Your Grave

Truth In Quotes by Jason E. Hodges

Despair is a night without lights. Dreams are the sunrise that leads you out of the darkness.

 

They say, poetry is dead. I say, was there ever a time they had a clue of what the state of poetry is?

 

I was a poet. I had no expectations other than creating a world of art with words that would live on long after I was gone. 

 

There is no value in your promises. They are as hollow as fangs and poisonous as the venom within them once I allowed them into my heart.   

 

For the writer, madness should seep slowly out of them from the world they endure each day.

 

As a writer, a poet, you’re not alone in wanting to be alone. Your work is a friendship that never leaves you.

 

I asked my father if we were rich or poor when I was a small child. He said, “We were rich with God’s love.” I knew from that moment forward, we were broke.

 

Destroying the planet is like stepping from a moving train and thinking it will all work out.

 

Your dreams don’t stop being dreams because of circumstances.

 

Poets, with no sponsors, no agenda, are the truest form of freedom today, bleeding out every drop of themselves for the world to either hate or devour.

 

Each morning the winds of the city moan and weep with lost souls clinging to hope of reliving the memories of yesterday.

 

History is the roadmap to a better tomorrow. Destroying it is getting rid of any chance of what not to do for future generations.  

 

A poet’s words are like mortar to the bricks of society.

 

Becoming a writer does not mean words will suddenly flow with perfection from your pen. It takes hard work, rejection, and the willingness to lay everything inside you out for the world to see.