Love, that strange interaction of chemicals in our brains that makes us addicted to other beings. I wonder if the good done in the name of love outweighs the evil, or if they balance out. This entire work is born, in part, out of the loss of love. Would I have helped more people over time if I had put more effort into love, or was the loss of it what allowed me to do more good? I expect that question will never be answered. I certainly did many wrongs in the name of love, or maybe in spite of it. I guess it matters little. Things are as they are. I’ve made a sincere effort to atone. When the books are balanced is when I’ll find out if it was enough.
What isn’t enough, however is the number of people supporting my work. To that end I point you at the links above. Like Patreon. If, perhaps, I have improved your life with my simple art you might like to improve mine. If not, well that’s my own fault, I guess. Maybe I’ll get you next time.