The train has derailed.
I started this little project because I wanted to write and because I enjoy writing about wine. My intention was never to change the world, or dethrone Parker, or even to make money. I write because I enjoy it. I enjoy learning and I enjoy sharing the knowledge I gain with others. I love wine and what it can and should mean in our lives. It is a work of art not because of anything man does, but what the vine and grape achieve by way of yeasts through the fermentation process. Man gets the privilege of helping, but that work is in the farming. How dare we ever consider it OUR work of art. The vine was there for us, not the other way around. Pruning and nurturing the vine to achieve it fullest potential in a beautiful dance between the farmer, the soil, and mother nature should be our role. We are lucky enough to be entrusted to help along the way, but should be wary of taking credit.
The finished work of art is then presented to us as a gift to enjoy this life. It is not to be enjoyed selfishly or tucked away as some trophy to show off to people you are trying to impress. It is to glorify the vine by being enjoyed with friends as a celebration of life! This is the beauty of wine and this is the Arete of Wine.
I do not matter. My philosophies do not matter. What matters is the vine. The beautiful vine. Without it all of this would simply be an afterthought. I will simply continue to learn and continue to write.
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