NOTE: Some of our readers may remember a wild night seven years ago. Billed as an "astral convention" at the Antarctic Atemporal Autonomous Zone (Cape Longing, Antarctic Peninsula). At the designated time over one hundred people in Europe and North America succeeded in projecting consciousness to the citadel on Cape Longing. Records of their experiences were sent to Hakim Bey, who gathered them in a little book and distributed copies to the participants. I've often though about that night and how we brought that marvelous fantasy to life for a few hours. I've thought that perhaps we should repeat the experiment once a year - or more often. Hakim Bey, on the other hand, had no desire to play host again, and thought it best to leave it our little secret.
Imagine my surprise when I received the following communiqu� from our Moorish brother, Harpocrates Ben Ishmael Bey: -JK
A.A.A.Z.
THE ANTARCTIC ATEMPORAL
AUTONOMOUS ZONE
CAPE LONGING, ANTARCTIC PENINSULA
To the Staff and associates of the Moorish Observatory, Seattle, Washington, In the Year 1994 of the Common Era. Esteemed Moors and Fellow Travelers: As you may recall, I set out from Seattle in January of your present year, offering no clue as to my destination. Now you know. When I arrived at the citadel I found everything just as we had left it some seven years ago. Not a soul to be found, though the place still seemed to echo with the merry making of that memorable night. Soon realized that the faint sounds of jollity were coming from below me. And so I found my way to the cellars, and then the sub-cellars, and finally to a steep spiral staircase leading deep beneath the earth's frozen surface. At last I emerged into a vast realm within (beyond) the world where I found, to my astonishment, that our long ago revel is still going on. Difficult as it may be for you to imagine, you are all here, amongst a great multitude of strangers, and in the company of all the Saints of Jubilation of all times and places. It has taken some getting used-to, this existence outside of time. I will give you some time to think about it.
I am now sending you an introductory pamphlet I've compiled, but I'm sending it to your summer address. Also sending further instructions to your future. Please publish these dispatches as they arrive. All will be made clear by your year 2002.
For your present it -shall be enough for you to wonder at the possibility that all of you are also here with me, and to begin to employ creative imagination to acclimate yourselves to the idea that you are always in at least two places at once. Hope you're having as much fun there as you are here!
Cheers!
-Harpo
That is all we've received to date. Neither Troy or I have been able to reach Cape Longing to verify or discredit Harpo's story. We are anxious to hear from anyone who has.
