The Embassy of Anaphoria promotes the understanding and activities of all its people. As an island of exiles, it embraces all foriegners within its citizenry, standing as a sanctuary of the marginalized, the obsolete, the exiled and the extinct.
If one insist on a "where" of Anaphoria Island, Anaphoria could be 180 degrees from our vision or is right here in front of us. It rejects to prematurely limit its 'territory' to normative dimensions.
Some of the more friendly and sympathetic have experienced Anaphoria as a metaphorical place, even a metaphor for the "real" world. We accept only it is too restless to ever to be confused with an utopia. As a 'Antenna', it lacks that utopian isolation that characterise them.
The less sympathetic find it a fabrication, yet their own borders / territories while shared, are just as man-made yet unquestioned in their validity. Even when overlaid the veneer of geographical features, this should never distract us from their delusions.
Anaphoria's concerns are nevertheless horizontal. A horizon that widens to reveal this visionary geography. It opposes a mapping of an acending linear time based on progressionism which is regardless, now somewhat uncertain.
Anaphoria attempts to position itself to accommodate that which is outside the conceits of scientism, materialism, or prevailing philosophical fashions. Instead Anaphoria is a condensation of the perservering elements among the globally disintegrating remnants of culturual remains. This alchemy extracts from the cargo cults of overcooked goulash overflowing within the overheated urban centres, a new prima material that rises larger as the world sinks.
We do not foresee nor certainly do not desire some future bland homogeneous consolidation or a segregation stuttering on its own narrow perspectives. We envision a multidimensional commune that celebrates the turbulence inherent in the meeting of those culturally unrepeatable characteristics found outstanding and often yet unfortunately limited within each cultural imagination. It is both the well and its hearth made of these afterglows.
Island philosophers spent
By long thought beside fountains;
-Wallace Stevens
the stream
Of Ocean sleeps around those foamless isles
When the young moon is westering as now.
-Shelley
"We are like Islands in the sea, separate on the surface but connected in the deep"
―William James
"Each island is surrounded by a myriad of possibilities that from any direction can wash a shore"
― Tollan
“The wise make an island of themself that no flood can overwhelm.”
— Gautama Buddha
“On an island, time flows differently—like the tide, slow and sacred.”
-Isla Guru
"This island is our bridge"
― Daena
"On our island we found paradise"
― Peter Kingsley
“We may be a small island, but we are not a small people.”
— Edward Heath
"Align yourself with the frequencies of the island.”
― Megan Mary
"My name is the island of sound"
-T. Narushima
"When a complex system is far from equilibrium,
small islands of coherence in a sea of chaos
have the capacity to shift the entire system
to a higher order."
-Ilya Prigogine, Nobel Prize-winning Chemist
