Ahsiket
Ahsiket (also called Ahsikant) is a site of ancient settlement. It is located on the right branch of the Sirdarya River in the Turakargan district of the Namangan region of Uzbekistan. It is currently under consideration for designation as a UNESCO World Heritage Site. The majority of population in Aksiket (like those of near-by Kosonsoy and Chust) are ethnic Tajiks.
Site Description
Ahsiket occupies an area of more than 25 hectares. The city was founded between the 3rd - 2nd centuries B.C., and functioned up to 1219 A.D. It has been completely destroyed by Mongolian forces. The city structure consisted of the citadel, Shakhristan - the city itself and the rabad (suburb) of the city. All three parts of the city have been enclosed by the fortification. The palace of governors and zindan (prison) were situated in the arc. There was a city market, cathedral mosque, and a khouz, erected from baked brick in Shahristan. The craftsmen's area was located in the rabad. Metallurgical production in Ahsiket was known far beyond Central Asia. It was the only place in Central Asia where very high-quality steel - known as Damascus or Damask steel - has been produced. At Ahsiket there was discovered a bath constructed in the 2nd century A.D. After the Mongolian invasion, new Ahsiket arose 5–6 km to the west of the ancient city. According to historical data, the known poet and historian - Babur, grandson of Amir Temur, was born here.
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by: SlipknotIt appears that we have reached the edge
That zenith where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty years ago the man proclaimed
The age of the gross to be upon us
And even though the man was destroying our heritage
And insulting our intelligence
That era has become very real
We labor for pleasure and abhor the guilt of pressure
My generation will go down as the architects
Of contemporary disgust
Some have fought and died
Others have allowed the strong to be butchered for a price
They themselves don't care about and will never understand
I myself am beleaguered by the selfish face
Of a kind of man that is not mankind
Distrust in information
Fundamentalism of opinion
Catastrophic boredom and a fanatical devotion
To that which does not matter
Where is your glory now, people?
Where are your Gods and politicians?
Where is your shame and salvation?
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What have you ever fought for?
What have you ever bled for?
The face of the earth is scarred with the walking dead
The age of the gross is a living virus
This is the future you have created
This is the world you have set ablaze
All your lies are coming true