J.L. Haynes

“Lone wolf howls at the great north celestial star… I am nothing it sings,
‘With the winds from the east,
‘The ghost army follows in the night,
‘Seen are wraiths, wisps of silvery dust, weaving waves in a sea of silken brocades,
‘And laid down the sleeping dragon is upon the land.”
― J.L. Haynes

“I looked on in wonder, at seeing the magnificent sculptor at work when it noticed me, taking my cubic ship between its colossal fingers. Its giant wrist turned one way, then the other as its machine-driven eyes focused upon my darkling configuration. At that point I freely presented myself in humanoid form, stepping out of my ship, and with my mysterious abilities I levitated before him, offering my companionship. But it treated me like an insect, flicking me away with a giant fingertip. As I came to rest, stopping before another giant statue the other side of the hall—between which there lied a bottomless rift—a strange sensation ran through my mid-section, and as it did, launched from my ship was a bright sparkler. A fuzzy feeling I felt as it shot toward the giant being. As it touched the fingertip that hit me, it dissipated into nothingness… leaving the giant with half a severed finger and oozing from it a strange type of cosmic energy. A second bright sparkler quickly emerged from my ship, which seemingly communicated with the giant gaining control over its awareness. Once done, the celestial giant bowed before me, and carried on with its work.”
― J.L. Haynes

“No one ever sees a phoenix painting words,
Thoughts echo a wasteland:
songs by fate given a heart,
the indifferent let the unpolished shine,
'Get nothing, give nothing, receive nothing,'
The way is lost.
'Maybe this is the one,' no one knows.”
― J.L. Haynes

“Where there is life, there is love. For it is Love with her eternal kiss that makes a life worth living.”
― J.L. Haynes