You Should Be Listening To…

Every now and then I come across an artist whose talents I appreciate. A musician who studies and nurtures his craft. It is undeniable that his heart and soul is deeply implanted in each of his projects. This type of dedication gives birth to impressive lyrics and incredible flow. It gives birth to greatness. 

The artist I am referring to goes by the name Vares. His sound is far from a carbon copy. The infusion of hip hop’s past and present cultivates a unique sound and message that will leave you waiting on more of his music. Vares’ talents aren’t just limited to rapping on the verses you hear in his music. He is also the writer of his own music. The lyrics you hear flow from his inner creativity. Vares is truly a lyrical genius!

Check out his latest song Go With the Flow here on SoundCloud

Also, check out Wishing Well here on SoundCloud

If you like what you hear, be sure to support the artist on all music and social media platforms. All of this artist’s information is below. 

Listen to more of Vares’ music on SoundCloud:


And follow on Twitter @justvares

Thanks for checking out this artist, and be on the lookout for more posts about other talented artists! 


Oh No, Please, Don’t Pick Up Your Shoes

What is chaos?  I’m glad you asked.

Chaos is the world around me.  I want things done a certain way.  I want things in their designated places.  Oh, but everyone does not share the same passion for organizing that I have. Enter chaos. 

If this is you…seek help from a professional Organizationologist STAT!


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Exhibit A: Shoes in the middle of the floor. Nothing in my mind says that smack dab in the floor’s center should lie a pair of shoes.


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Exhibit B: Empty cartons, boxes, bags, etc. strategically placed back in their spots. (NOW you know how to pick things up.)


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Exhibit C: Lights, Camera, Action! More like Lights, Television, Tablet! Every possible object powered be electricity or battery will be on in the room …simultaneously…occupied by none other than no one!

Looking for something in a chaotic room is just like trying to find Waldo.


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Exhibit D: I can’t find my… Fill in the blank with anything. Yes, anything and everything that is absolutely important to your current survival needs.  Of course you can’t find anything, because you put everything everywhere.

This is just the minor levels of chaos I encounter on a regular daily basis. What brings about chaos in your life? Feel free to share in the comments!

<a href=”Chaos“>Daily Prompt Chaos

#MusicMonday 12/26/2016

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On this #MusicMonday I would like to put the spotlight on an artist who I recently discovered. However, I must admit, I was late in my discovery. In this case, late is definitely better than never! This singer and songwriter has been gifted with an incredible voice and personality. There is no denying that she pours her heart and soul into her music. It’s been a while since I was this impressed with a singer. My #MusicMonday Spotlight shines on LaTasha Lee! 

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LaTasha Lee’s soulful voice caught my attention on a video that was circulating on Twitter recently. Once I heard her vocals, I was headed to her page to find out more about the lady behind the talent. My curiosity lead me to her YouTube channel, and that was when I became a true fan. After listening to songs like That’s What It Is, Stuck In My Mind, Heartbreaker, Watch Me Now, So Blind, Crazy, and my personal favorite, SixTeen, there was no doubt in my mind that I had just heard the songs of a woman who I was going to be adding to my playlists! 

Here is the latest video LaTasha Lee has available on YouTube titled That’s What It Is:

LaTasha Lee’s style is refreshing and bold. Her sound is a combination of yesterday, today, and tomorrow. If you are looking for a singer who you can dance with, relax with, cry with, reminisce with, and laugh with, then you need to check out LaTasha Lee! 

That is it for this #MusicMonday. If you like what you hear, be sure to support the artist on all music and social  media platforms. All of this weeks artist’s information is below. 





Follow and Subscribe to LaTasha Lee

Twitter:  @Latashaleesing

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Don’t Wanna Know by Cashmase

Most people want to know everything about…pretty much everything! This holds true especially when it comes to knowing information about the people closest to us. I mean who wouldn’t want to know everything about the person they are currently involved with? In his latest single, Don’t Wanna Know, Cashmase isn’t as inquiring as most guys when it comes down to what’s going on with his girl.

Find out why in Cashmase’s new video for Don’t Wanna Know

Now that you’ve gotten a taste of his talent, go ahead and subscribe to Cashmase’s channel for more of his music. And don’t forget to show him some love and thumbs up his hot new video!

Follow the links below to keep up with all things Cashmase:
He’s also on Spotify. Just type in “Cashmase” in the search box, hit Follow, and you’re all set!

Daily Prompt: Whisper

I hear you, but I don’t know what you are saying. Are you talking to me? Am I even supposed to know what you are saying? Left in the dark.  I am out of the loop.  I hear you, but I don’t know what you are saying

I can hear a voice out in the distance speaking softly.  I get closer and try to find out who is speaking and what he or she is saying. Where are you? Who are you? I hear you, but I don’t know what you are saying.


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All of this time I thought I was here alone. Only to find out someone else is present. I walk the rows between the headstones in the direction of the faint voice.  My curiosity is definitely getting the best of me. Who could it be?  Who is this voice talking to?

It is difficult to make out anything in this dark hazy cemetery. I continue to follow the voice as it becomes slightly understandable as I approach it.  I can’t see anyone yet.  Nothing. Not even a shadow. I am now upon the voice. There is no one there. Just a whisper.  I hear you, and I know what you are saying.

Please come visit me.  I am alone. These are the words of the whisper.

Daily Prompt: <a href=”Whisper“>Whisper

It Was No Accident…I Did It On Purpose

Yes, I am a brat.  Yes, I am selfish. Yes, it is my way or my way.  Yes,  I said my way or my way.  At least I gave you an option.


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When I hung up on your girlfriend. It was no accident. I did it on purpose. When I “tripped” and “accidentally” unplugged your controller from the video game…that was not an accident. I did it on purpose. That time when I “forgot” to tell you a girl called for you, and she stopped talking to you at school…you guessed it. Not an accident. I did it on purpose.
And all the times I had your back…I did that on purpose too!

It is wonderful having the brother I have. As a kid there was never a dull moment with us.  Even now as adults we still have a great bond. Despite my numerous  attempts to sabotage his happiness (Sorry, but that is what happens if you don’t play by my rules.), we got along very well.  What can I say? I did it on purpose.

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Vision in Progress


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I’m in a place where nothing makes much sense.  I don’t have a game plan. I just take it day by day.  This really scares me. I don’t like the unknown. I know I can’t predict the future, but I used to feel as if I were in control of it. Everything is spiraling out of control. I am lost.  Every day feels wasted.  Wasted because it was the same as the day before. This stagnation is taking a toll on me.  I need to regain control. I need to have a plan. I need to have an idea of what’s out in the distance. I need a sign. A shadow. A silhouette. A distinct sound.  A feeling. A voice. A vision.  A  vision of what’s to come. A vision of a plan. A vision of a new, bolder, better day.


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I need a vision of tomorrow. Not that Deja Vu vision of events that I’m pretty sure occurred and leave me feeling a deep sense of confusion. Not that vision of anticipation. Anticipation: dream-like symptoms turned nightmare.  Not that vision of what I want.  No not again. But that vision of what’s lost.  That vision of the missing mission.  Yes, that vision.  The one I didn’t conjure up in my head or in my heart.  That vision that is firmly planted in my minds eye and transitions to my brain. That vision that is then processed in the various areas of my brain. Then I will be able to see it.  I will be able to feel it.  I will be able to hear it.  Olfaction will be introduced to the vision gradually.  Perhaps it will also have  gustatory sensations.

Until then.
Is a vision in progress.

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Truth in Disguise

I originally posted this a few years ago and today’s Daily Prompt made me think about it. I decided to add to it and incorporate the word “mask”. I hope everyone enjoys it. Especially since I don’t usually write poetry.


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You tell me what you want me to hear
Even though you’re full of lies
But the truth is what I want to hear
Not the truth in disguise.

You don’t want to hurt me
Therefore you lie when I ask
When will you tell me
The truth behind the mask

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K. A. Smith

hoi polloi:’s Word of the Day

Word of the Day – hoi polloi: the common people; the masses. at


Ghostly Giggle

As Hailey sat on her bed reading Moonlit Ally, a book she recently picked up from a local bookstore, she decided to take a break from reading to call her parents. Hailey’s mom and dad were out of town for the weekend, and tonight is the first night she would be home alone in her sixteen years of existence. She leaves a message on her dad’s voicemail, and heads to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Hailey returns to her room, plops down on her bed and picks up her book to dive back into the fictitious world created from her book.


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(phone vibrating)

“Hello? ”
“Hi Sweetie, how’s everything at home?”
“Everything’s great,  mom!  I have been so into this book,  I completely lost track of time! ”
“What are you reading?”
Moonlit Ally,  that new book by Rick Houseman.”
“I heard that’s a real page turner. I will have to read it when we get back home. Well,  I was just returning your call. Your dad said you called. I can see everything is fine, so one of us will call you in the morning.”
“Ok mom.  Sounds great. Tell Dad I said hi,  bye and goodnight!”
“I will. Goodnight Sweetie.”
“Goodnight Mom.”


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As Hailey hangs up with her mom,  she hears a faint giggle in the hallway.  She becomes very still and quiet. I must be hearing things,  she thought. Hailey ignored the sound she may or may not have heard,  shrugged it off and decided she had read enough for the night. She pulled back the covers on her bed,  and nestled beneath the layers of sheets and blankets. She turned off her lamp and, closed her eyes.

Just as Hailey is falling asleep, she hears the giggle again.  This time it wasn’t faint at all.  This time it wasn’t in the hall.  This time it was obvious that Hailey was not home alone after all.  Hailey laid very still in bed. Frozen. Frozen with fear.  There it was again. The same giggle, but this time she was able to locate the sound. It was coming from her closet. Should I get up?  Should I lay here and die from being frozen with fear?  Will this ghostly giggle kill me if I get up?  Hell,  will it kill me if I stay in this bed? Ughhhh!!! C’mon Hailey think!!!  You are sixteen acting like you are six,  get a grip!  Ok… I’m going to get up. No one is here…just me. 


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After a moment of mentally debating with herself, Hailey finally got the courage to turn on the lamp and get out of bed.  Once again she hears the giggle as clearly as she hears herself breathing. Frozen mid step,  her breathing was decreased as she was paralyzed with fear.  What am I doing?  Why did I get up?  This is real life girl, not a book!!  I should have called the cops. I don’t even have a weapon. Why didn’t I call the cops?! 

After another self debate,  Hailey walks slowly towards her closet. Her legs shaking beneath her. Her chest tightening with each step.  She gulps with each breath. When did my bed get so far away from my closet? Finally,  she reaches the door. The giggle begins again. It is now one continues ghostly giggle seeping through the crack between the two closet doors. All fear a side,  Hailey grabs each door handle, flings the doors wide open, and screams loudly into closet with her eyes tightly shut. The giggle continues, but now  errupts into laughter. Hailey opens her eys and to her surprise, she finds her cousin/BFF, Breah crying laughing on the floor of her closet.

“Hailey, I am so sorry!!” (laughing continues) “But, I just HAD to get you back from that April Fools prank you played on me!”
“I almost had a heart attack!” Yelled Hailey,  who was now laughing as well.
“You should have seen your face!  Priceless!”
“How did you do all of this?”

Hailey and Breah are now sitting on the floor of Hailey’s closet.

“Well,  I knew Auntie Karen,  and Uncle Brad would be going out of town this weekend leaving you home alone for the first time in the history of Hailey Rae Lansing.  So,  I told my mom and dad that I would come keep you company this weekend. When I texted you and you said you were in the bookstore, I already knew I had time to get in and get ready to pull off the ultimate prank. And you didn’t disappoint either. You stayed at the bookstore FOREVER!”
“Ha!  I really did!  Go on, Prankmaster Breah.”
“Ok,  so I am in the guest bedroom’s walkin closet. You know, just catching up on Orange is the New Black and snacking on some Airheads. And, you finally came home.  I let you get settled, and decided to wait until it was late enough.”
“Ok,  so wait.  When did you get in my closet? And how did you giggle in the hallway and you were in my closet?”
“When you went to take a shower, I took that time to move into your room.  I recorded myself giggling while you were still at the bookstore.  I put my old cellphone in the hallway behind the plant in the corner before I came in here.”
“But, how did you make your old phone go off. It’s disconnected, right?”
“Hellooo?  I do have your Wi-Fi password!”
“Oh. Right! Proceed!”
“K.  Now, if you must know…I set my email ringtone to the giggle I recorded on my old phone. Sent myself an email and BOOM, low hidden giggle! ”
“Ughhh!!! I am going to kill you! 
Both girls begin laughing.
“And the rest was all me sitting in your junky closet, Hailey.  One giggle after another!”

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