Macbeth: Cure her of that. Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff’d bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? Doctor: Therein the patient Must minister to himself. ---MACBETH, Shakespeare. BEFORE NEXT: HOME Mindmistress is hosted on Keenspace, a free webhosting and site automation service for webcomics.