Ode To A New Year

Lose a few things, this upcoming year. Lose your hostility, lose your worry, your spite, your agony, self-righteous outlook on the world, bitterness toward others, anger towards people who once meant the world to you, separatist mentality, and your waning confidence. Find yourself anew midst this new year with new memories, new triumphs, new cares, and new outcomes. 

Take this new year, in hand, and love yourself. Love your life for what it is and what it isn’t. Take the time to realize what you have and discard what you do not because you live in the present. All you have is to be grateful for what is tangible; for what you can simply grasp. Your love, your friendship, your family, your possessions…they are yours. 

Take the time to remember them and remember that they are a part of you. Even those who have come and gone, in the time that has passed. Those memories are a part of you, as well, though not tangible. Take the time to be you this year. Let no one else enjoy it as an immediate outcome. Allow them to be secondary as you enjoy being yourself. C’est la vie.

The difference between a boy, when it comes to befriending another, and a man is this: A boy will accept another person for who he/she says they are. A man will accept another based on whether their actions match who they say they are. The only way they are similar, in this matter, is that they are both quick to disband what they don’t want or like.

The reason why I didn’t mention women is because women hate the other individual from the start and work towards liking them through contact as well as time. Perhaps, in this regard, women have a better idea of things.

—  Nyqolas Andrew Hale

I was so keen on not believing a person, like me, could ever fall in love…but I am so guilty of it. I’m welcome to giving up everything I previously adopted if it’s for her. 3 months and I’m already so enveloped in everything. How oddly beautiful. I love her. I never thought it would come to this, but I do. Because I’ve said it…I’m going to do my best to make it forever. After all, she’s the only one I’ve ever felt this for. Truly and wholeheartedly…I love her. I truly do.

Someone Named Desmend: Deus Ex Machina

I don’t know how to express my gratitude. In my mind, I neither deserve friendship or happiness for the sins I’ve made…yet, you looked passed them. I’m undergoing a sort of bittersweet happiness. It’s bitter for the fact that I feel like I’m ready to let go of my past and stop living in it. "I think God brought me here to help make you happy again." When you left, I cried. I’ll admit it. It was because no one ever noticed my sadness in my self-portraits…yet, with a glance, you understood me and stated that.

  You didn’t tell me any bullshit like “There’s no need to be sad.” Instead, you recognized a humanistic tendency in myself that I thought no one else would notice…and consoled me with your presence. I proudly shed those tears seeing as though they felt like they were promised sacrifices to the gods who, I thought, were ignoring me. You’ve already become so important within a short amount of time. I appreciate the person you are and I admire your unwavering soul. Thanks for not considering me weird like everyone else. Just…thank you, Desmend.

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Wars- Nyqolas Hale 

"When will you come to realize
That here is where you need to be?
These gleaming stars talk back to me…

Why are they the only ones who see what I see?

I think of you so often…
It’s odd when you disgust yourself.
These city lights hold all our memories.
They know me better than myself.
Better than myself…
Myself…
Myself…

Calamity in confrontation…
It was all we ever knew.
Even I was tired of fighting.
Leaving was the only thing you could do.”

This is my first chillwave take and I think it sounds pretty rad, personally. I want to try and record a few professionally. If you think you can help me out on this and you live in the Los Angeles area, drop me a line

When you look at my artwork carefully, you can see a sort of jealousy…a wish to be something else. You see not only the subject of my work, but the photographer who’s wish is to only to be seen just as majestic as he can see everything he photographs. You see moments he cherishes alone because he has no one to truly understand what he is seeing. You realize how sick he is and how torn he has become over the years. What you see, my dear people, is truly a broken man.

Some choose to live their lives walking with a veil over their eyes. Be not like those who live their lives cloaked in fear of life by living in their imagination. Live for reality. Live for the troubles, the tribulations, the happiness, the love, the heartache and the people life will bring your way. Welcome everything because there is nothing like what the world has to offer. Life should not be lived in shade. Step out into the warm sun, children. Be not afraid of the world for it bears many a distant fruit. We only have to walk forth and take it for ourselves. Take the world into your own hands. It was meant for you.
—  Nyqolas Andrew Hale

"Portraits of The Unseen"
Model: Desmend Fregoso
Nyqolas Andrew Hale

Artist’s Statement:

   I wanted to specifically write under this shot for the sheer fact that the personality he expresses here is important if not to anyone else, then to myself. It’s cliche, effortless, and yet…there is so much sentiment behind his smile that explains much of who he is.
    It’s truly rare when you meet an individual who inspires you on a similar wavelength. Misunderstood, strange, holding odd views of which the world sort of deters…I think I get the kid better than he gets me. He’s strange and I appreciate that. We’re both dominant individuals who hold individuality on a pedestal and, although he may get annoying to me at times because he talks about his relationship with the Zen lifestyle and “the flow” of things, I appreciate what he holds important. After all, we all have our likes and dislikes in things. I’m sure he can think of plenty of things that peeve him about myself, but it’s fine.
    What we dislike in each other is often what we disregard because our views are unimportant to each other. It’s how it goes with any and everyone you meet. Well, one would hope. His music, who he is, his family…they’re all relatable. I’ve gotten along with him in a way I haven’t with much of anyone at ELAC. He’s seen sides of me other people have only wished to see in me and I’m ok with that. Same goes for him. Day by day, he lets another wall down and we learn more about one another every time we hang out. He and I are both lone wolves in our lives. It’s nice not to feel alone here and I think we’re learning to overcome that, within ourselves, whenever we get a chance to have a one on one with one another. Our lives collided thanks to a cigarette of which I could only thank Benson & Hedges for allowing us to meet each other.
    Nonetheless, he’s an amazing character and I would very much like to be his friend until my end, should he allow me. He intrigues me and inspires me. That’s important in every friendship and I think he can also agree.

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