Sometimes we see that there is an eerie truth to what one sees, hard to believe, and yet it is a feeling so justified.
The woman in this painting was from a memory, and to me it brings forth such a vivid depiction of her that I can smell her.
We need to guard our action and memories closely as no matter how chaotic the day and night are, every single moment of space-time is what defines our existence.
Good and Evil? They are based upon intent and the follow through of actions. Be careful, our actions, and thereby memories, define who we are.