Envy is strong with you, wallet as black as the kongo complexion yet wanting to compose wonders beyond your capabilities, as if high on life herself.

But capitalism and sin limitations, makes you want to imagine how earning life to play with toys they live for to create to serve your creative perversions and wants while shackled as Salieri, but greedy as the grinch with your time.

Creative yearning and thirst is difficult to quench, special case when it comes down to text prompts rather than lifetimes of learning and mastering.