Hakim Bey writes of the Temporary Autonomous Zone, secret utopias that spring up and then disappear with no trace. In this age of empire- full spectrum dominance, New World Order, collapse of the Real into Simulation- ephemerality is no longer a mere characteristic, but is become a value. Affinity groups, squats, Rainbow Gatherings, Burning Man; whole minor civilizations appearing like mushrooms after rain, disappearing like sun-burnt mist, untraceable, a vision, a dream. The holes in the cybernate, the dead spot in the pan-opticion’s eye. We must know our friends when we see them, like Christians of old Rome wearing the sign of the fish.
The Gospel of Anarchy - Justin Taylor
"Virtues of Disappearance"