The Mesopotamian Mongol fantasy(A.Zaak) Ninsun, the Babylonian mother of Gilgamesh, the King of the Sumerian city-state of Uruk, knew all and interpreted dreams. She knew the reverie sign. She knew that bad dreams attack people. The contents were rarely mentioned for fear of causing increased muddles. One intriguing technique she advised to preclude the consequences was telling the dream to a lump of clay that would be dissolved in water.

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The plateau was inhabited by 22 tribes and often unfriendly toward each other, as evidenced by random raids of swear, revile, and curse using the same tongue. They were afraid of the Mesopotamia Caliph because he built a strong Kingdom and wanted to be their sole guardian. When toppled his predecessor, he quoted Jamukha, chief rival to the Mongol Genghis Khan; “in the black night I would haunt your dreams, in the bright day I would trouble your heart. As there is room for only one sun in the sky, there is room only for one lord”.

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Among the tribes, the wealthy ones begged their masters to protect them from a possible annexation by the rising Caliph. They conspired and manipulated him into war with Persia. He gained battles, lost ones, but in the end, he won.
He was exhausted but still alive, envied and hated by the sheiks of the tribes.
They conspired against him again with their operators, trapping him into another weary war. He fell into the trick and swallowed the bait literally, which was his terminal mistake. He lost the battle, but again he was still alive.
The masters decided to drain him further; they set a tight siege that crippled his people for twelve years, trying to bring him down, but he was persistent enough to go through it.
The Goodfellas lost their patience and decided to finish him by wide-scale invasion. They convinced their people that they were going to war to preserve their higher social standing. And, they made an excuse.
They kept their forces in line with the Mongol tradition ensuring the troops could efficiently live off the land and rapidly advance great distances on the campaign.
The Mesopotamians crossbowmen repelled a night bridge crossing and inflicted considerable casualties on the Mongols fighting to cross the main port the following day.
The Mongols ordered giant stone throwers to clear the bank of crossbowmen and open the way for their light cavalry to cross without further losses.
They constructed temporary bridges to outflank the Mesopotamian brigades until they surrendered to Mongols at the Southern border.
They also adopted horror warfare techniques, controlling provinces one by one by avoiding them until they gained victory employing sophisticated strategies, unlike their air-born invasion of Khorasan two years earlier.
The battle of the Mesopotamia capital began with a major ground offensive against Royal Guards south of the city. They also raided the outlining cities. They asked the Caliph to surrender, but he refused. His army repulsed some of the forces attacking from the west but was defeated in the next battle.
Eventually, the Mongols captured the capital, and the Caliph went underground.
The Caliph hoped to avoid or stop the war, whereas his commanders missed the opportunity of attacking the Mongols at the first landing in the southern land.
The Caliph Dynasty collapsed. The occupation resulted in weeks of destruction and looting, inter-tribal warfare, corruption, and continual acts of revenge.

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The scene terrified me, fibrillated my heart, and forced me to wake up to escape this war vision.
To deduce the dream, I needed ancient Mesopotamian interpreters noted throughout the olden world as magi men and women for whom nothing was accidental.
When I woke up from the dire fantasy with the pen in my hand, I found that I have written this quatrain for the Wrinkled dream:

A fleet of visions in crumpled sand
Raised and buried in a blind mound

Sent by Ninsun deity of old Sumer
To clear the pass beyond its cover

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