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		<title>Feb 2017: David</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2017 11:54:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In a twilight hazy suburban world there was a metal structure housing a large pool of liquid shit. Floating on the surface was a grid of technological devices harvesting energy. I had gotten one of these devices get electricity for my family. To link it to the system I had to reach over from a &#8230; <a href="https://societyofdreamers.co.za/?p=16" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">Feb 2017: David</span></a>]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In a twilight hazy suburban world there was a metal structure housing a large pool of liquid shit. Floating on the surface was a grid of technological devices harvesting energy. I had gotten one of these devices get electricity for my family. To link it to the system I had to reach over from a walkway to put it on the surface of the liquid and connect it to the others. Then I clipped in a heavy battery unit. I got it connected OK, but my hands were splattered with shit.</p>
<p>I woke and got up to drink some water. I started washing my hands and only realised half way through that there was no need.</p>
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		<title>David: Sailing and Flying</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2015 08:40:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ben is getting ready start a race in his Optimist dinghy. All the competitors are scattered around the starting boat which is anchored in a the middle of a huge field of green grass. I am flying between the boats, head-first with my arms outstreached to the sides. I am zooming around quite fast, but &#8230; <a href="https://societyofdreamers.co.za/?p=12" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">David: Sailing and Flying</span></a>]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ben is getting ready start a race in his Optimist dinghy. All the competitors are scattered around the starting boat which is anchored in a the middle of a huge field of green grass. I am flying between the boats, head-first with my arms outstreached to the sides. I am zooming around quite fast, but low, becuase the only way that I can move forwards is by pushing along on the grass with my feet.</p>
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		<title>23 Feb &#8211; Peter</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2015 05:33:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Vincent&#8217;s father had died and so Vincent&#8217;s mother and I decided we should marry  so that she wouldn&#8217;t be alone. I became very stressed about this though because of the age gap and what the families would think, and I worried about how I&#8217;d explain it to my wife. I decided to visit Vincent first. When &#8230; <a href="https://societyofdreamers.co.za/?p=8" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">23 Feb &#8211; Peter</span></a>]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Vincent&#8217;s father had died and so Vincent&#8217;s mother and I decided we should marry  so that she wouldn&#8217;t be alone. I became very stressed about this though because of the age gap and what the families would think, and I worried about how I&#8217;d explain it to my wife. I decided to visit Vincent first. When I arrived I discovered that he and his family were now living about two meters underground in a rather cramped, man-made cave. I was glad to discover it was Vincent&#8217;s birthday, which meant there wasn&#8217;t an opportunity to tell him about marrying his mother, but because I didn&#8217;t have a birthday present for him  I started making him a drawing of his sitting room on some wrapping paper.I drew his sofa much as it was but then next to it I drew two vast and rather strange and unattractive urns that levitated beside the sofa. I asked him how the girls were and he said everyone was fine. Iana was flourishing, the only problem was that everyday she got stung by a scorpion, and sometimes bitten by spiders.</p>
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		<title>23 Feb &#8211; David</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2015 08:18:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was in Sea Point with my Dad. There was a huge tanker ship parked in the waves just off the beach with a big bunch of people body surfing in the scary swells next to it. They were going up and down a ladder onto the ship. So my Dad and I went up &#8230; <a href="https://societyofdreamers.co.za/?p=3" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">23 Feb &#8211; David</span></a>]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was in Sea Point with my Dad. There was a huge tanker ship parked in the waves just off the beach with a big bunch of people body surfing in the scary swells next to it. They were going up and down a ladder onto the ship. So my Dad and I went up onto the ship to make a phone call. Inside it was quite smart. We found the captain and crew dressed in their white uniforms watching a cricket match on TV in amongst tropical pot plants. There was a party going on with a veiled arabic drummer and people dancing. Then a really good tune by Snoop Dog (that I have never heard before) came on. I said, &#8221; Fuck, Snoop Dog is amazing!&#8221; I looked behind me and Snoop Dog was there. He said, &#8220;Yeah, I am.&#8221; I tried to tell him that I didn&#8217;t know he was there and I was actually just talking abount the music, but I don&#8217;t think he believed me.</p>
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		<title>17 Feb &#8211; Peter</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2015 09:45:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Karen and Dave and Ben and Maggie are moving into a new house in a very dodgy part of Woodstock so that Karen can be closer to The Kitchen, and because she wants to make a socio-political statement. The walls are barely standing, and instead of doorways there are just holes. The roof is a combination &#8230; <a href="https://societyofdreamers.co.za/?p=4" class="more-link">Continue reading <span class="screen-reader-text">17 Feb &#8211; Peter</span></a>]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Karen and Dave and Ben and Maggie are moving into a new house in a very dodgy part of Woodstock so that Karen can be closer to The Kitchen, and because she wants to make a socio-political statement. The walls are barely standing, and instead of doorways there are just holes. The roof is a combination of thatch and plastic sheeting. I mention I am a bit concerned about the roof but Dave touches it and says it&#8217;s very strong. Next door a British couple have moved in , and their house (in a similar state of disrepair to Dave and Karen&#8217;s) is full of hand made bric-a-brac which is for sale. They have left England in protest of a particular dairy which sells milk that isn&#8217;t organic.</p>
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		<title>Hello world!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2015 09:18:23 +0000</pubDate>
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