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Art is real

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I realize... I have made a mistake.... or at least in exploring an idea to the fullest, I have been walking down a path that does not accurately reflect my truest experience with the world.  And maybe I found the Goddess again... in a whole knew way. This would take longer than a facebook post to explain... The Goddess as I understood her isn't real. The soul isn't real. However... art can be defined...At least there is a definition that I find I accept this morning.

Art is the conscious or subconscious attempted by a sentient being to communicate with other sentiences, existing or imagined.

Now an argument could be made for or against pretty much anything.. but a bolt on the side of the road that feel off and is unnoticed is not art.  When someone comes along and finds meaning in it, takes a photo of it, remembers it... data in that individual's mind is art.

Sentience is real. It is a potent and precious expression of life, no matter what strata said sentience functions …

Fic: Spun

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Spun by Nix Winter


The characters in this book do not represent any persons, living, dead, or fictitious.

Copyright 2013, all rights reserved


Not really tall at 5’8”, Yase was still lanky, in a gentle and graceful kind of way.  Blond hair rested in a ponytail. Barely any bangs framed his face. Soft cotton khaki cargo pants and a short-sleeved gray shirt with a picture of the earth hand painted on it washed him with worn down culture that could have been European, in the way that Europe wanted to be Portland because Portland was just good with itself in a way that made the next century look like a lazy afternoon coffee that was just going to happen as it happened. There was work to be done and not enough time for worrying.

Evening light filtered through living green, casting shifting shadows over the marble counter as he wiped it down from the last patron. Indie pop played folksy voices about love and heartache. The heat of the day had mellowed to a sultry memory. The only thing that all…