The Grimoire - The Left Hand Path

This could be one of my favorite comics ever. 

I want to write a soaring essay about this.  Unpack it.  But it has taken thirteen attempts and counting to get this much, and I think I have to let it go for the time being.  I feel as though the skin around my brain is hard rubber and it's squeezing.  I think I want to own that for a while.  Let's just say, I side with the mouse, but I do feel for the frog, and I have been both many, many times.  It's easy to offer concern and support that is more effective and genuine than what the frog offers.  It's hard to offer it in such a way that it is not meant to be transactional - to communicate that you're offering it without expectation that it must make the recipient better.  It's really fucking difficult to leave someone alone when you think they may need it, and it's almost fucking impossible to know when those times actually are.

But that isn't what I wanted to talk about, actually.  Given the title and the icon, I had a different thing in mind.  Something that I have kicked around my head in one form or another for a couple of years, and, maybe, this time, I can get it out.


Nope.  Maybe some other time.