Wednesday, 14 March 2012

Unconscious, Genghis Khan and forgiveness!!!

Good evening interweb, I watched part of a show on the idiot box last night about how our unconscious mind is actually responsible for a lot more of our actions than we may feel.
I have blogged on this subject several times in the past and this show confirmed many of my own thoughts on the subject.
Consciously or unconsciously we are nearly all driven to do things, stuff, annoying or not as a race many of us are driven to do things to survive, to prosper to be great.
The reward centres in our brains are chemically stimulated by such things as making money, solving puzzles exacting revenge or eating and drinking.
Many of us are driven to achievements and are satisfied, however there are some amongst us present and past who are driven to greatness that I for one could only dream about.
Genghis Khan was one such individual. The Mongol empire stretched from the Pacific coast of China to Hungary covering nearly one quarter of the landmass of the planet. 

Twice the size of the Roman empire Genghis forged his empire from nothing in a mere twenty years. If that isn’t the work of a driven man then I don’t know what is.
Genghis Kahn was actually his title and not his name, his name was Temujin son of a murdered farther he was cast out of his clan and spent 3 years scraping together food to feed his family and at the age of 12 he killed one of his half brothers for stealing food which cemented his position as head of the family.
Temujin’s story of his rise to power has been the focus of many films but I think it was the way in which he implemented the yassa law that made the empire what it was.
Under yassa law all food was shared, you could follow whatever religion you liked and all men were obliged to join the army.
Men were rewarded for their skills and not for family affiliations or social standings.
The children of conquered people were adopted and raised as equals and captured troops were retrained as Mongol warriors and given all the same rights.
This soon swelled the ranks of the Mongol army to dizzying numbers.
Whilst this makes Temujin look quite a fair even keeled individual nothing could be further than the truth, the bloke was a nutter, When he defeated his boyhood friend in battle Jamuga asked if he could meet his end without his blood been spilled. Temujin had him wrapped in two blankets and beaten to death with big sticks.
He was a military genius and planned any attack meticulously before hand and as a general rule battles were won out in the fields as opposed to laying siege to towns.
However if the latter were necessary Temujin’s strategies were just as keen, small towns were attacked sending refugees towards the bigger city putting a strain on food and water. Rivers were diverted and the bodies of plague victims were hurled over the city walls.
In a sick twist of fairness when Temujin arrived at the walls of a besieged city he would order the surrender of the city from a white tent. If the surrender came, all were spared.
On the second day the same order would be given from a red tent, if complied with all the men would be killed but everybody else would be spared.
On the third day the order would be given from a black tent, after this order no quarter was given, kill em all.
In twenty years Temujin had brought a bunch of goat herding raping and pillaging savages together to build an empire unparallelled in it’s military might and that interweb is what I call a man driven by something.
I don’t know what it was that drove him to such deeds but we could probably all do with a dose of it now and then.
And so we arrive at the drivel portion of today's blog post, The worst sin toward our fellow man is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them, that's the essence of inhumanity, and forgiveness is one of the many horrible side effects of loving someone.

Peace out yall, THE BAGSTAXXX

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