So what happened is that I recently joined a cult. The leader, Cornelius, tells me that my photography is exceptional and that I should not be giving it all away for as little as I was. He had me increase prices for Zishy in order to up my contribution to the communal fund. Some of you hate me for it, but Master has spoken. What I am mostly bummed about is how my wife and teenage daughters are required to attend Master's night-long private lectures on Wednesdays and Saturdays. But as it is written, if sacrifice was easy, it would not be called sacrifice.