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The New Realist Diary 1 – So what is a realist anyway?

A realist is defined by http://dictionary.reference.com as ‘a person who tends to view or represent things as they really are’.

My understanding of the word is someone who interprets how the world (translated as our way of life or the system we find ourselves a part) works, and tries to act or live in recognition and / or respect of that interpretation.

It’s a pretty admirable thing to be. There are pros and cons of course.

On the one hand, such a person is more of a pragmatist and less of a fantasist.

On the other, such a person could act as a barrier to innovation and experimentation, an ardent defender of the status quo.

So in a system dominated on the one hand by the average Joe conforming to a way of life that is slowly destroying the very essence of everything he or she relies on for their daily survival, and the Green-Eco-Do-Gooder-Environmentalists on the other, who has their pulse on what is REALLY going on?

I suppose the only way of answering this is by pondering another question. ‘What constitutes reality?’

It’s a Natural World After All

Beautiful crystal clear morning once again out in Laragh, Co Wicklow and I am just about ready to head out for an hour long walk to clear the lungs before I get ready to help a friend move house. Hollywood (no, not that one) to Shankill (definitely not that one).

But before I do I wanted to share a thought with you that kept running around my mind throughout the heavy snowfall we had out here in January.

I went on numerous walks around the locality during that time. Granted you couldn’t get far. Bikes were a no no and cars rarely moved.

But the great thing out here was that you didn’t have far to go to be completely immersed in the natural order of things. The world entire, every field we have marked out, every house we have built and every contraption we have laid our hands on was covered in a deep blanket of snow.

Cars wouldn’t start. Workers were stranded. Services stalled. Sales missed. Meetings cancelled. Transactions delayed….

And yet the real world carried on just as it has done for millions of years.

Clouds formed. Moisture rained down. Water flowed. And life continued to shape the world around itself on a never ending journey towards…. balance.

And we, as humans who had enough food in the pantry and wood for the stove, felt what anyone living within this crazy system we have constructed for ourselves over the years has genuinely lost.

Wonder. Awe. Peace. Home.

Brendan Phelan’s Blog!!!??

I know – got bored with thewrittenone. Especially since I’m moving into film and launching a website.

Here will exist proof that I have not abandoned the written word.

More to follow….

‘Fantastic. Expectations. Amazing. Revelations’.

‘I think we dropped the baton like the 60′s never happened’.

All that has been lost is there to be regained.

Realist = Small Minded by Definition.

To be truly appreciated, excess must be done in moderation.