Somewhere in Cape Town lives a crazy potter named John. He is not hard to find if you follow the trail of creativity he leaves in his wake. He used to live (conspicuously) a couple of houses down from me when I was in Harfield Village. His dream was/is to bake some houses that would grow into a Creative Community. A group of people coming together to make beauty. Community building is hard. Even with passion. I also want to build a virtual Community of 150 people that pays Basic Incomes and builds a Community Wealth Fund. The challenge is who?, how?, and around what common fire? What happens when (not if) people leave? As we discard geography, race, class and other containers, how do we build new ones to support each other? In a world where tomorrow is very different from yesterday, what does a thriving us look like?
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