An abstract account of a perfect republic according to my mind as a piece for creative writing

My republic of conscience would be on a remote island, isolated
in every aspect apart from atmospherically and through the water. This is
to symbolise the almost perfection. It would not be perfect because
nothing is, it is just cloaked by perfection. When I get there, there
would be many animals about, being treated equally to humans. There would
be noise from the hustle and bustle of all the people and animals. There
would be no need to go through any complicated systems to get out of the
airport, as you would just step through a doorway that scans you. If you
want, you can get help but…