The Troyeville Wild Life Society published a paper today revealing scientifically explosive evidence of OBE or, as it is more commonly known, Astral Travel.  According to the paper, the image included above, is the culmination of centuries of searching for proof of the phenomenon - i.e. in which the journey occurs in environments that "may be populated or unpopulated, artificial, natural or abstract, and the experience may be beatific, horrific or neutral." *

 

According to the lead researcher #lescompletelymiserablesbutcarryingon, she is the only being that remains unsurprised by the findings. "This is because I have always known that we will find what we want inside our dreams and this has been supported by many oracles including the ancient Runic oracle which advises that what is yours will come to you."

The evidence, i.e. the greyscale image above that was captured last weekend by the Research Team's Hit Man Dreyer, correlates accurately with the following message received by #lescompletelymiserablesbutcarryingon - from Nokhanyo-Okano Mhlana - on her Fleabook Post a few days prior to the manifestation.

"Kisses and cuddles to all of you that will be there...I'll do an astral trip and I'll be there in my spirit form...in the joy, laughter and colour- see my smile:-)"

#lescompletelymiserablesbutcarryingon says that she is certain that the synchronous dream circumstances, combined with the views of the subject (listed on her Fleabook Info as being "Free Thought-Surfing Sangoma"), produced the OBE evidence. She would like to acknowledge and credit all the stakeholders.

* For those interested in exploring The Gistology further, it may be found here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astral_Travel

Yesterday was not Heritage Day but a lot of the kids in Troyeville went to school all dressed up. Here are Sangeliswe Ceberhulu and Promise Muyeni who stopped on their way to Assembly to look Johannes in the eye. They had plenty of time until the siren.

Antoneita Gucrucaga and Aliya Mondlana were also dressed up. They came at about 9 in the morning and Johannes asked them how come they were not at school again because he knows a lot about what is going on in the neighbourhood on a lot of days not just the day before Heritage Day. They did not answer that question and so he said they must rather come on Saturday.

Sofia is not near school. She stays at home in bed and sleeps late.

 

Early in the morning a slow bus came past the bed, driving politely behind the trolley pusher. Johannes made me look. Sometimes i think i can see but i don't notice the most important thing.

Troyeville's Transport Consortium gathered for portraits in their boardroom - Thabiso Mokolo, Tebogo Mpopo and Thabo Jane. They parked their trolley's in the Reserve Stables.

Ian Clarke donned his Casual Friday outfit in complete empathy.

Edward Francisco and #lesfolies are wandering what is going to happen next.

 

damien drank the material one. the same concrete substrate out of which we made the duvet. he always told us that it was the most environmentally-friendly option. or something like that. he said you can drink it. and then he did. i was not there. but he does not seem too badly affected. hey.

ag man. here he is comforting kyle. because kyle thought damien was going to turn into the headboard from the material one. but damien didn't. see.

kyle was feeling okay after that.

 

when #lesfolies asked him to come and have his picture taken. he is right of course, thank goodness. we should rather be busy with more important matters. cash flow. rugby. the violence. stuff like that.

the bed though, has taken on the shape of a cardboard box with holes in it. it distracts us with sheets that cannot be found on computers. and we keep finding beautiful women inside it. with accents. and shoulder blades. there are also other things inside that bed. you can just imagine.

here above is audrey who #lesfolies has known since 1979 when you were little and she mistakenly thought she was already grownup.

you can see audrey takes her tasks very seriously. he would be impressed with her ability to put together a budget and a production schedule but thank goodness she decided not to attempt to impress him but rather to focus her more bountiful skills on johannes and #lesfolies.

and here is anthea, who #lesfolies has known for a much shorter time and with whom she has had such intense outbursts of fanciful that they were epiphanising.

 

on silliness: it is silly to go to eastgate shopping centre in peak hour. and it is silly to say no when you mean yes. it is just plain stupid to say yes when you mean no. but it happens. i love this project.

 

 

 

he brought his dad

they rested

his dad had mobile artwork

tayo sorted everyone out

tayo in the artwork

 

Teddy. Johannes got him for R20per day from the pawn shop up by Appolonia Street.

Isaura Mazivile and her beautiful son Albert who was very scared of the monster Teddy but who was comforted.

Ophelia Wainwright wore very little underneath.

Francis Ngala, Shane Tlhako, Thabo Sebako and Shaylin Marks came from the flats above.

Gretha Brazelle also had boots on and read the newspaper with her new retro spectacles with the red frame on the top only.

Phillippa Yaa de Villiers reminding herself.

Sicelo Sithole and Johannes Nkosi from the Engen Garage opposite the bed.

Tayo. Evl Jon's son who runs and jumps and hides and shouts and leaps and runs some more.

Here he is again with his dad. Kwena Ramaboya and Phindi Ndlovu who came especially.

Kayla Joubert my neighbour that I just met with John Colombi and Ayanda Ogqoyi who had dark glasses on before he posed.

Agrenet Mbatha from down the road says Martha.

Anthea Moys and Kyla Davis and Tea Cup

Zenzele Simelane and Khaya Phakathi with some of the oranges we shared Khaya again.

Papalups Yaa de Villiers

Audrey at the End

 

These portraits at the bed on the corner of Bezuidenhout & Viljoen Street in Troyeville were taken by Johannes Dreyer on the 22nd of September 2011 on the first day of the Joburg Fringe 2011.

 

 

 

In breathless anticipation of the Joburg Fringe 2011 and Johannes Dreyer and #lesfolies enthusiastic participation, the Famous Rozanne from Kwela graced the Most Beautiful Bed yesterday.

You can see a feature on Johannes on Kwela on Kyknet on the 28th of September 2011 at 8pm - which will include more interesting activity in proximity to our most favoured duvet.

We are looking forward to the water pistols, kaalgat, crocheted and dimpled portraits that will be made possible by all of you over the next four days. There will be fresh oranges or something like that. And apparently there will be surprise art attacks about which even we know nothing. 

If you have not already heard about your opportunity to become a character in Troyeville's Bedtime Story, please go here: 

http://lesfolies.posterous.com/become-part-of-the-famous-bedtime-story

Following is the full content of the unreadable section of the above form that I have just sent to @TheGautrain after an episode yesterday, and a delayed (re-prompted and less than effervescent) response. It is published here in the interests of a future picnic full of friends and poets bound for Pretoria with a basket of raucous atmosphere and a flute or two.

Dear WhoEver is on the End of this Line

Here are my suggestions:

1. Please personalise this mail response form so we know who we are writing to. It's only fair. You now have my name.

2. Please ask your friendly guides who take people through your Automated Ticketing System to verbally advise everyone to read the small print on your brochure that says that you can pay R10 for parking the whole day BUT if you only go for the ride (there and back to see how far out it is) and then come home and get off the train at your return destination you better not do last minute emergency shopping or having fun in Rosebank for more than 60 minutes or you will be charged another R80.

3. Better still, a suggestion: tell the friendly guides they must tell people that if they don't read the brochure there might be other rules you have that are flagrantly stupid and/or unfair (NO SINGING I HEARD?! In SOUTH AFRICA?!) that we may have to pay for - and which we could avoid paying for if only we knew. Of course we might decide it is still worth singing.

4. Considering the scale of the unfairness perhaps you could also hand the brochures out and stand there while we read them to make sure we do.

5. Put yourself in my shoes. And the shoes of everyone else who would much rather be having fun with you and being proud of our new train. I'm sure I read somewhere that @TheGautrain is our investment.

6. I want a human train. A friendly train. A chook chook train. My friend and my child want a bicycle-friendly train. Everyone wants a music-train. Even you I bet. A laughing train. We even want a train that is cool to take to work because it makes us feel like life has some small pleasures.

7. I think you might need this link which I find very helpful when met with injustice. http://lesfolies.posterous.com/for-the-saddest-in-you 

I will also send it to you on twitter.

Thanks. I think you can. I think you can. I am sure you can if you want to. Toot. Toot.