Addedilemez: Sayılamaz
Ahâlî: Halk
Alâmet: İşaret, iz
Anâsır-ı milliyye: Milli unsurlar
Bâtınî: İçrek, ezoterik, gizli olanla ilgili
Beşerî: İnsani, insanla ilgili
Bu’d: Boyut
Câzibe: Çekim
Cemâat: İnsan topluluğu
Cezîre: Ada
Cihâz: Alet, aygıt
Cihet: Yön, sebep (Bu cihetle: Bu yönden, bu sebeple)
Dâhilî: İç, iç ile ilgili
Devrân-ı dem: Zaman ve nefes döngüsü 
Devr-i dâim: Sürekli dönüş, geri gelme
Diyâr-ı muhayyel: Hayali diyar, hayali ülke
Ebedî: Sonsuz
Eczâ: Parçalar, kısımlar 
Efrâd: Fertler, bireyler
Ehemmiyyet: Önem
Esrâr-ı külliyye: Bütün sırlar, sırların hepsi
Gayr-i müdrikâne: İdrak etmeyen, anlamayan
Gürûh: İnsan kalabalığı
Hissiyyât-ı milliyye: Milli duygular
Hudûd: Sınır
İâne: Yardım
Îcâb etmek: Gerekmek, lazım gelmek
İcrâ etmek: Yerine getirmek, yapmak​​

İctimâî: Toplumsal, sosyal
İdâre-i umûr: İşlerin görülmesi
İrtibât: Bağlantı, bir şeyle ilgili olma hali
İstikbâl: Gelecek
İştirâk etmek: Katılmak
İtibâr etmek: Saygı göstermek, önem vermek
Îzâhât: Açıklamalar
Kâfî: Yeterli
Kaide: Kural
Kanâat getirmek: Bir konuda bir görüşe varmak
Kıymet-i milliyye: Milli değer
Kuvâ-yi milliyye ve ictimâiyye: Milli ve sosyal güçler
Kuvve-i te’yîdiyye: Pekiştirme kuvveti
Lâhza: An
Lûgatçe: Küçük sözlük
Mâder vatan: Anavatan
Mâî: Mavi
Mâlik: Sahip
Malûmât: Bilgi
Ma’tûf: Yönelik 
Mecrâ: Suyun aktığı yatak, su yolu
Memâlîk: Memleketler, ülkeler
Menba: Kaynak
Merbûtiyyet: Bağlılık
Mesuliyyet: Sorumluluk
Meyletmeyen: Eğilim göstermeyen, yönelmeyen
Mizâc: Huy, kişilik
Muâvenet: Yardım 
Muğlak: Belirsiz​​

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I was moving along the river.            The burden that I assumed would subside as I approached the source of the water and the violence that I hoped I could escape, were making themselves felt; I was not able to avoid the haunting voices of the revenants. When I stopped to rest, I noticed the island in the middle of the river. I gestured and made a deal with a boatman to take me to the island. 

At a garden I reached through the tunnels of a castle that surrounded the island, I happened upon a strange ritual. For a long time, I watched the figure breathing into a transparent thing, extending from a pipe placed on a copper base. Upon opening hir eyes and noticing that I was watching, s/he approached me. I introduced myself, saying that I came by coincidence and I needed a place to stay for the night. 

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S/he introduced hirself to me; the name was Zındık. Without regarding me as a stranger, s/he included me in the moment and invited to sit by the object that s/he was just blowing into. Seeing my confusion, without my asking, s/he told me that the ritual s/he just carried out was a tradition specific to the cezîre, or the island. The device that s/he called conductor, when placed in the midst of butcher's brooms and activated with breathing, enables time travel to moments, in which time has been bent with common willpower. For a moment, I was under the impression that I ended up there through this ritual. 

When I asked how many families lived on the island, Zındık told me that in order for me to conceive how they organized life, I had to forget all that I knew. The people of the island came from the lineage of rebel bandits who sought refuge here back in the day to save their lives. The primary rule of the imagined land that they yearned for was 

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to feel responsibility towards the place where they established their lives and to respect it. Listening to the island and the water, they met their quotidian needs and formed a time and breathing cycle that veered away from accumulation. They realized that they could forget all they knew by washing themselves in the waters of the river, with the effect of the indigo-colored snails they collected from the shore, they could have a grasp of the island’s esoteric knowledge. Thus they built the ambiguous reality that enabled them to experience time in various forms. When they arrived at the island, they moved into the existing passages of the castle and as the population increased in number, they continued to live in a unibody space by constructing labyrnthine passages. 

Zındık jumped to the sound of the bell and told me that dinner was prepared together and that we needed to start going towards the kitchen. The people who had gathered for the preparations

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accepted me without any hesitation. We settled at a long table with the filling for the dolma that was prepared in advance and the vine leaves. Realizing that everybody I saw was wearing similar clothes, I was convinced that there were no social and racial differences among the people who lived here. 

Zındık told me that the spaces between the labyrnthine passages were common, designated for collective activities. For example, in the spacious, domed area covering the kitchen and the circular tables, the assembly gathered every other day. The whole community attended the assembly to divide up the tasks and quotidian necessities, to relay gained experiences and to resolve any issues that might emerge. 

When the food preparations were completed and the table was being setup among wonderful smells, the community started to gather. Zındık's explanation for the most confounding

​

incident came just then. On the island, the genders are felt as shades of blue depending on the amount of bodily fluids. Consequently, the desire and contact among individuals is as fluid as the river's water. 

When the tables were slowly emptying out and the community was dispersed to the passages, Zındık, who had shared all hir secrets with me without any reservation, told me that there was a meeting that evening around the circle of eternal return and that I could attend this ritual in the triangle room. In the room that we reached going through labyrnthine passages, an object that I could not fathom was hanging. A closed basket made by bending wild weeds and a shape resembling a funnel was bent towards the ground on two ends of an iron spring. Zındık told me that every child born on the island would build their own eternal return device when stepping into adulthood to cross the threshold flowing into the esoteric reality whirlpool. I perched next to the

​

wall, moving away from Zındık who took hir place in the circle around the device. A group of eight-ten people formed a circle around the object, taking their drums. One of them placed a handful of snails in the basket on one end of the device and started whirling positioning at the center of the spring hanging from the ceiling. During the ceremony that enabled the community to communicate between the human and the cosmic time, I fell asleep to the music. Zındık, who noticed my fatigue and who had assumed an introverted attitude after the spiritual experience, greeted the people who were taking out mattresses from trunks, wishing them to remember their dreams. From the square trunk that s/he designated for me, I took out my mattress and again had a sound sleep. 

When the sun was going up, I woke up due to the noises around me. In all the passages, the mattresses were gathered and put back into the trunks. It was time to say goodbye to Zındık and to

​

get on the road. Zındık told me that s/he could take me to the shore. Moving away with the boat, I asked the name of the island. It turns out that the island is in the shape of the word               , which could be read both as cennet      or as cinnet

and the island was named after the script of the word. Sounds that were believed to be the manifestations of existence and the letters that represent them, play an important role in their esoteric knowledge that I unfortunately could not grasp before I left. If the cim, nun, and te letters that constitute the word were repeated all together, it was possible to protect the island from the hegemony of the nations that governed the shores of the river. 

I left the island and Zındık's flow, whose impact on my destiny is yet unknown, I started on the way to the city where the arrangements for my crossing the next border were being made. 

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Addedilemez: Sayılamaz
Ahâlî: Halk
Alâmet: İşaret, iz
Anâsır-ı milliyye: Milli unsurlar
Bâtınî: İçrek, ezoterik, gizli olanla ilgili
Beşerî: İnsani, insanla ilgili
Bu’d: Boyut
Câzibe: Çekim
Cemâat: İnsan topluluğu
Cezîre: Ada
Cihâz: Alet, aygıt
Cihet: Yön, sebep (Bu cihetle: Bu yönden, bu sebeple)
Dâhilî: İç, iç ile ilgili
Devrân-ı dem: Zaman ve nefes döngüsü 
Devr-i dâim: Sürekli dönüş, geri gelme
Diyâr-ı muhayyel: Hayali diyar, hayali ülke
Ebedî: Sonsuz
Eczâ: Parçalar, kısımlar 
Efrâd: Fertler, bireyler
Ehemmiyyet: Önem
Esrâr-ı külliyye: Bütün sırlar, sırların hepsi
Gayr-i müdrikâne: İdrak etmeyen, anlamayan
Gürûh: İnsan kalabalığı
Hissiyyât-ı milliyye: Milli duygular
Hudûd: Sınır
İâne: Yardım
Îcâb etmek: Gerekmek, lazım gelmek
İcrâ etmek: Yerine getirmek, yapmak​​

İctimâî: Toplumsal, sosyal
İdâre-i umûr: İşlerin görülmesi
İrtibât: Bağlantı, bir şeyle ilgili olma hali
İstikbâl: Gelecek
İştirâk etmek: Katılmak
İtibâr etmek: Saygı göstermek, önem vermek
Îzâhât: Açıklamalar
Kâfî: Yeterli
Kaide: Kural
Kanâat getirmek: Bir konuda bir görüşe varmak
Kıymet-i milliyye: Milli değer
Kuvâ-yi milliyye ve ictimâiyye: Milli ve sosyal güçler
Kuvve-i te’yîdiyye: Pekiştirme kuvveti
Lâhza: An
Lûgatçe: Küçük sözlük
Mâder vatan: Anavatan
Mâî: Mavi
Mâlik: Sahip
Malûmât: Bilgi
Ma’tûf: Yönelik 
Mecrâ: Suyun aktığı yatak, su yolu
Memâlîk: Memleketler, ülkeler
Menba: Kaynak
Merbûtiyyet: Bağlılık
Mesuliyyet: Sorumluluk
Meyletmeyen: Eğilim göstermeyen, yönelmeyen
Mizâc: Huy, kişilik
Muâvenet: Yardım 
Muğlak: Belirsiz​​

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I was moving along the river.            The burden that I assumed would subside as I approached the source of the water and the violence that I hoped I could escape, were making themselves felt; I was not able to avoid the haunting voices of the revenants. When I stopped to rest, I noticed the island in the middle of the river. I gestured and made a deal with a boatman to take me to the island. 

At a garden I reached through the tunnels of a castle that surrounded the island, I happened upon a strange ritual. For a long time, I watched the figure breathing into a transparent thing, extending from a pipe placed on a copper base. Upon opening hir eyes and noticing that I was watching, s/he approached me. I introduced myself, saying that I came by coincidence and I needed a place to stay for the night. 

​

S/he introduced hirself to me; the name was Zındık. Without regarding me as a stranger, s/he included me in the moment and invited to sit by the object that s/he was just blowing into. Seeing my confusion, without my asking, s/he told me that the ritual s/he just carried out was a tradition specific to the cezîre, or the island. The device that s/he called conductor, when placed in the midst of butcher's brooms and activated with breathing, enables time travel to moments, in which time has been bent with common willpower. For a moment, I was under the impression that I ended up there through this ritual. 

When I asked how many families lived on the island, Zındık told me that in order for me to conceive how they organized life, I had to forget all that I knew. The people of the island came from the lineage of rebel bandits who sought refuge here back in the day to save their lives. The primary rule of the imagined land that they yearned for was 

​

to feel responsibility towards the place where they established their lives and to respect it. Listening to the island and the water, they met their quotidian needs and formed a time and breathing cycle that veered away from accumulation. They realized that they could forget all they knew by washing themselves in the waters of the river, with the effect of the indigo-colored snails they collected from the shore, they could have a grasp of the island’s esoteric knowledge. Thus they built the ambiguous reality that enabled them to experience time in various forms. When they arrived at the island, they moved into the existing passages of the castle and as the population increased in number, they continued to live in a unibody space by constructing labyrnthine passages. 

Zındık jumped to the sound of the bell and told me that dinner was prepared together and that we needed to start going towards the kitchen. The people who had gathered for the preparations

​

accepted me without any hesitation. We settled at a long table with the filling for the dolma that was prepared in advance and the vine leaves. Realizing that everybody I saw was wearing similar clothes, I was convinced that there were no social and racial differences among the people who lived here. 

Zındık told me that the spaces between the labyrnthine passages were common, designated for collective activities. For example, in the spacious, domed area covering the kitchen and the circular tables, the assembly gathered every other day. The whole community attended the assembly to divide up the tasks and quotidian necessities, to relay gained experiences and to resolve any issues that might emerge. 

When the food preparations were completed and the table was being setup among wonderful smells, the community started to gather. Zındık's explanation for the most confounding

​

incident came just then. On the island, the genders are felt as shades of blue depending on the amount of bodily fluids. Consequently, the desire and contact among individuals is as fluid as the river's water. 

When the tables were slowly emptying out and the community was dispersed to the passages, Zındık, who had shared all hir secrets with me without any reservation, told me that there was a meeting that evening around the circle of eternal return and that I could attend this ritual in the triangle room. In the room that we reached going through labyrnthine passages, an object that I could not fathom was hanging. A closed basket made by bending wild weeds and a shape resembling a funnel was bent towards the ground on two ends of an iron spring. Zındık told me that every child born on the island would build their own eternal return device when stepping into adulthood to cross the threshold flowing into the esoteric reality whirlpool. I perched next to the

​

wall, moving away from Zındık who took hir place in the circle around the device. A group of eight-ten people formed a circle around the object, taking their drums. One of them placed a handful of snails in the basket on one end of the device and started whirling positioning at the center of the spring hanging from the ceiling. During the ceremony that enabled the community to communicate between the human and the cosmic time, I fell asleep to the music. Zındık, who noticed my fatigue and who had assumed an introverted attitude after the spiritual experience, greeted the people who were taking out mattresses from trunks, wishing them to remember their dreams. From the square trunk that s/he designated for me, I took out my mattress and again had a sound sleep. 

When the sun was going up, I woke up due to the noises around me. In all the passages, the mattresses were gathered and put back into the trunks. It was time to say goodbye to Zındık and to

​

get on the road. Zındık told me that s/he could take me to the shore. Moving away with the boat, I asked the name of the island. It turns out that the island is in the shape of the word               , which could be read both as cennet      or as cinnet

and the island was named after the script of the word. Sounds that were believed to be the manifestations of existence and the letters that represent them, play an important role in their esoteric knowledge that I unfortunately could not grasp before I left. If the cim, nun, and te letters that constitute the word were repeated all together, it was possible to protect the island from the hegemony of the nations that governed the shores of the river. 

I left the island and Zındık's flow, whose impact on my destiny is yet unknown, I started on the way to the city where the arrangements for my crossing the next border were being made. 

​

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