Anubis performing the Mummification Rite.
Death's Mummification Process.
And the Resurrection Body.
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Of every morn I feel demented, ego deflated,
I must follow my Spirit in the Underworld;
mine wants to die in order to be resurrected,
each day it feels pointless to avoid the VOID.
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My four elements have been drained of hope:
- instinctual acting-out no longer helps;
- emotionally charged thinking is out-grown;
- and my tongue of fire burnt-out to the bone!
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Old age has brought me to face Lord Death,
Gate-Keeper whose Power is GOD's wrath!
The Black Sun greets me to show the way,
the God I now need during my end of days.
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Anubis comes at us like a devouring Beast,
wraps me in bandages to heal and suffocate;
our Salt preserves Blood and Flesh immortal,
the Ka, Ba and Akh of Mind, Spirit and Soul.
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Now I can see clearly through Death's Eye,
looking back down from the other side:
the world's an illusion in which we learn,
seven Language modes in the Grammaton.
~*~
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