A Socratic Nightmare

If indolent, it’s because the mind is mired w/in one’s torpid memories of recriminations or because the soul is not beholding to anyone or anything.

So just revel w/in the dissonant, discordant and disconcerting musical amalgamations of the hedonistic, narcissistic, talentless minstrels of today.

Hoping for hope is not wishful thinking.