My bus sneaks up behind him as it comes along the top of Hyde Park.
On the plus side, approaching Genghis Kahn head on means that the work day is over.
That’s weird, right?
Not that I have a problem with the statue itself. It’s actually a little bit awesome.
The horse’s mane is splayed out like the fingers of imperial expansion, which has the effect of putting one in mind of a ‘terrible divine’ or demon horse.
Genghis Kahn himself is not grasping onto the reins, nor do his hands hold any weapons. Such a depiction speaks to me of a man being chosen by destiny, riding the unstoppable currents of an agenda mandated from the non-physical. Cementing this impression, for me, is his curiously beatific countenance, like some infernal boddhisatva.
It was installed in April of 2012 as part of a mostly-private sculpture project to be completed in time for the London Olympics. Apparently it is intended to “exemplify the very spirit of nomadism.”
Yeah, maybe. But the funding came from a gallery that also installed a statue of Isis in Hyde Park. (“Resides” by the “Serpentine”. Looks like this.)
Such facts do not a conspiracy make… although I struggle to picture the numerous planning and approval meetings where nobody seemed to object to the statue of a foreign invader responsible for the deaths of up to 15 million people being popped down beside Primark. Someone certainly thought it was bizarre enough to warrant a Freedom Of Information request. An occulted agenda would also have to explain the statue that Genghis Kahn replaced. A jelly baby family:
The world’s most deranged and thus dangerous occult agenda? No… It’s good, old fashioned, accidental magic.
The last time London psychogeography was an actual ‘thing’, in the 90s, here’s what Peter Ackroyd wrote about the implications of the shape and direction of urban design:
Yet perhaps it has become clear that certain activities seem to belong to certain areas, or neighbourhoods, as if time were moved or swayed by some unknown source of power.
Just as it seems possible to me that a street or dwelling can materially affect the character and behaviour of the people who live within them, is it not also possible that within our sensibility and our language there are patterns of continuity and resemblances?
London built itself into probably the world’s greatest pageant city at the same time it was building the British Empire. Navigating your way around town is a literal ritual that teaches you how London sees itself in relation to the rest of the planet.
I think about the confluence of these two events in the same way that I think about the masonic layout of parts of Washington. To be sure, most of the people involved -including the main players- probably thought they were simply immortalising good ideas like liberty and brotherhood. Some of them, however, would have had an awareness of the magic behind it. They certainly did in London’s case. (Wren.)
Find me an empire and I will find you a ritual city at the heart of it. Babylon, Egypt, Rome, China, Britain, America. And in all cases, many of the ritual elements precede the existence of empire. This is the political manifestation of the Hermetic axiom, As Above, So Below. Or perhaps “if you build it, they will come”.
And the where of Genghis Kahn’s installation is, magically speaking, highly potent. It sits at the very location of the vanished Oswald’s Stone:
Like the other 38 historic counties of England, Middlesex was divided intohundreds. In Saxon times, a hundred defined an area large enough to sustain 100 households. Until they were replaced by districts in 1894, hundreds were the only administrative unit between counties and parishes, and were the essential locus for dispensing justice, raising soldiers and discussing the affairs of the day. They were usually named after the place where the men of the area gathered to witness the dispensing of justice, the raising of armies, and the debating of matters of state.
One such place was Oswald’s Stone, the other five Middlesex Hundreds being Edmonton, Elthorne, Gore, Hounslow and Spelthorne. The City of London, nominally part of Ossulstone, became a self-governing county in the 13th century. From 1585, the City and Liberty of Westminster also attained a degree of autonomy from Middlesex.
For centuries, the location was known as The Tyburn and was the main hanging ground for London. So a statue of Genghis Kahn was installed at the location -a crossroads, no less- of an ancient political entity that used to include The City, on grounds that have seen the deaths of thousands and thousands of criminals. And he’s sitting astride a demon horse in a pose that looks like he’s summoning ghosts.
The location is now called Marble Arch, so named for the giant marble arch that Genghis Kahn has pulled up just short of. This arch originally stood in front of Buckingham Palace and only royalty and the King’s Guard were allowed to pass under it. The arch was moved to its current location in 1851. (Indicating that people have been hacking the Tyburn/Ossulstone spirit of place for some time.)
Nash’s original design was based on the Constantine Arch in Rome. Up until 1968 it was a fully functioning police station. In fact, it’s rumoured to still form part of London Met’s emergency riot management plans -it’s a great place from which to fire rubber bullets, water cannons or crowd dispersing sonic weapons.
Let’s be honest… all of this is actually pretty fucking good magic. You could not consciously choose a more auspicious conflation of symbols for a Left Hand Path power generator. (Why no one is selling Marble Arch dirt is beyond me.)
But you see, it’s that ‘consciously’ part that trips us up. Like I mentioned last time to thunderous silence, any analysis that lacks the non-physical will be incomplete. If you haven’t ever read Peter Levenda’s Sinister Forces series, then you need to correct that at your earliest possible convenience. Here’s a quote regarding Columbus’s ‘discovery’ of America:
The Moors were vanquished, finally, in January of 1492, the same year that Columbus set sail on his first voyage to the New World, and that was not a mere coincidence. King Ferdinand was triumphant in removing the last vestige of Muslim political influence from western Europe… and began to dream of another conquest.
This is what American schoolchildren never learn, and what scholars have been slow to report. From the Diario of Christopher Columbus, then:
And [Columbus] says that he hopes in God that on the return that he would undertake from Castile he would find a barrel of gold that those who were left would have acquired by exchange; and that they would have found the gold mine and the spicery, and those things in such quantity that the sovereigns, before three years, will undertake and prepare to go conquer the Holy Sepulcher; for thus I urged Your Highnesses to spend all the profits of this my enterprise on the conquest of Jerusalem, and Your Highnesses laughed and said that it would please them and that even without this profit they had that desire.
The conquest of Jerusalem and the Holy Sepulcher. In other words, another Crusade. The discovery of America and the subsequent voyages of Columbus had as their goal the recapture of Jerusalem. Indeed, one of the most important reasons for finding the “fast” route to the East was to provide Ferdinand with a different strategy for retaking Jerusalem, for if Columbus was right and if India and China could be reached by traveling due west, then so could Jerusalem. Rather than send an army of Crusaders across the Mediterranean or via land through hostile Muslim territory, Ferdinand believed he could instead attack Jerusalem from the eastern side. No one would expect a Crusader force coming from the land east of Jerusalem, when all previous attacks had come from the western approach.
Ironically, then, American history begins in the sands of Palestine, in the solemn stones of Jerusalem and King Solomon’s Temple, the Holy Sepulcher and the Dome of the Rock, where so many have fought and suffered and died for religion, and still do.
We say again. Somebody’s spinning somewhere. Back to Genghis Kahn, a man who may be a hero in Mongolia but for some countries is still among the worst things to ever happen to them. And those countries are Iraq, Afghanistan and Iran.
Steven R. Ward wrote that “Overall, the Mongol violence and depredations killed up to three-fourths of the population of the Iranian Plateau, possibly 10 to 15 million people. Some historians have estimated that Iran’s population did not again reach its pre-Mongol levels until the mid-20th century.”
The invasions of Baghdad, Samarkand, Urgench, Kiev, Vladimir among others caused mass murders, such as when portions of southern Khuzestan were completely destroyed. His descendant Hulagu Khan destroyed much of Iran’s northern part and sacked Baghdad although his forces were halted by the Mamluks of Egypt. According to the works of the Persian historian Rashid-al-Din Hamadani, the Mongols killed more than 70,000 people in Merv and more than 190,000 in Nishapur. [More.]
And so these thoughts cross my mind twice a day. Installed in London, on a Dark Power Generator, during the year of the apocalypse, is a statue of a man who destroyed Iran. This was to form part of the celebrations of the nazi ritual that the city was hosting… which also required the greatest ever peacetime occupation of the metropolis.
One need only look at the incandescent horeshit (geddit?) that passes for today’s misinformation to see quite which future event was being entangled last year. No frikking false flags, no staged alien invasions… something much weirder. This, then, is the accidental magic of Genghis Kahn.
Everybody check under your own saddles for demon horses.