Osiris

OSIRIS

Osiris is an epic poem on the glorious moment of the creation of the world, the coming of the gods, their commissioning of Osiris of the Nile to carry the sacred flame of intelligence, the divine gift of the gods to humanity, lord Osiris’s divine embassy to humankind, his rending agon and death at the hands of his treacherous brother, the dolorous lament for slain Osiris by Isis his beloved wife, Queen Isis’ perilous journey to dread Duat the abyss of the dead to summon slain Osiris back to Hwt-Ka-Ptah, anceint Egypt and, finally, the glorious resurrection and return of of Osiris amidst universal rejoicing and song

Contents

OSIRIS

BOOK I

BOOK II

BOOK III

BOOK IV

BOOK V

BOOK VI

BOOK I

Lost is the Ankh, the potent flame which first quickened primal life in the ocean stream

Lost is the Ankh of the gods, the knot of fire that first seeded life on the tides of the primal sea

Lost is the Ankh of the first flame, lost is the seed fire that first woke primal life in the tidal slime

Lost is the Ankh of the gods, lost is the Ka of all creation, lost is the knot of divine fire

Lost is the knot of life, the Ankh that first quickened life on the tidal surge of the cosmic Nile

Lost is the knot of life, the knotted flame that first danced fragile on the tides of the ocean sea

The Ankh which first quickened life on the tidal surge of the cosmic Nile is lost

Lost is the Ankh of the Nile, lost is the Ka of all creation, the lotus of the flowering life of all

Lost in the darkness of the lost time is the Ankh of Hwt-Ka-Ptah the Nile of all living

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In the darkness of the lost Ankh Hwt-Ka-Ptah of the mighty river is heard no more

Lost is Ka Ptah of the pharaohs, lost is Hwt-Ka-Ptah of the Nile

Lost is Hwt-Ka-Ptah o’ the pharaohs, lost is Khermmyit of the Nile, land of many names

Where is Khermmyit that knows the names of Osiris of the Nile river of life?

Who knows his names, Osiris of the Nile, Osiris lord of the river of life?

Lost is Hwt-Ka-Ptah of the Nile river of life and the potent Ankh

Lost is Hwt-Ka-Ptah that walks on the Nile in search of the lost Ankh

Hwt-Ka-Ptah is blind, eyeless; Hwt-Ka-Ptah has lost the divine fire

Khermmyit has lost the Ankh, the flame that sees all

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Hwt-Ka-Ptah has lost the Ankh

And lost the flame that sees with the eye of Udjat the Seeing Eye of the gods

In the darkness of the lost Ankh the land sees not

In the evil darkness where the Ankh is not Hwt-Ka-Ptah walks eyeless

In the darkness walks Hwt-Ka-Ptah without eyes, sightless

Hwt-Ka-Ptah calls the names of the river, Osiris lord of the mighty Nile

Osiris is the Nile awakening to the call of lost Khermmyit

Hwt-Ka-Ptah that the gods gave the Udjat, divine over-wisdom, the Seeing Eye, is lost

Osiris is the river awakening to the call of eyeless Hwt-Ka-Ptah

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Osiris is the Nile awakening to the call of the lost nation that seeks the Udjat, lost eye of the gods

Osiris is the Nile awakening to the call of sad Khermmyit the eyeless one

Osiris answers the call of Hwt-Ka-Ptah blessed land, blessed of the Udjat, blessed of the gods

Osiris is the Nile that answers the call of Hwt-Ka-Ptah accursed land, lost land

Osiris knows not Hwt-Ka-Ptah that lost Udjat eye of heaven

Osiris heeds not the luckless nation that lost the Udjat, the luck of the gods

Osiris is the Nile that yearly wakes to the call of Ka Ptah lost in agony

Lost is the sacred land that lost the Udjat of the lost eye

Osiris is the Nile that suffers the passion of the Udjat lost in the abyss

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Osiris is the lord of the Nile, the god that must suffer the dolorous way

Osiris is the god that must journey the feared way to Duat of the abyss

Osiris must walk the way of the sorrows in search of the lost Udjat

Osiris is the Nile that must walk the passionate way to seek the lost eye

Osiris must suffer the dolorous way to find the suffering Udjat

To ransom the Ka of all, to lead home the Udjat Osiris must suffer the dolorous way

For Osiris suffer the hard fate of the lost Udjat gift of the gods

Osiris is Hwt-Ka-Ptah seeking the lost Udjat, lost in the abyss of the sorrows

Osiris is the god that must suffer the agon of the accursed land

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The Ankh lost to the world, the lord Osiris went forth to carry the flame to the sightless

Selfless the lord of the Nile journeyed into the harrowing abyss to ransom life

Heedless was the lord of the Nile of the stern prophecy that die must he that journeys into the abyss

Undaunted by the loathly lords of pollution, the devourers of souls, the lord of the Nile journeyed

Bravely for the sake of life the lord braved that edict stern against the abyss:

Devoured is the soul that journeys hither by the loathly ones yet for the sake of life he carried the light forth

Into Duat of ineradicable pollution past whose black gate the price of entry is life

Osiris plunged there to ransom the Ankh of frail life, humanity lost to the abyss

Life lost, for lost is the Ankh when lost are its children lost in the abyss of the loathly devourer

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For Ka Ptah that lost the Udjat gift of the gods Osiris must suffer

The agon of the perilous way, the feared journey seeking the lost Udjat

Osiris must suffer the dolorous in search of the luck of the gods

Osiris is the river awakening to the call of the lost Ankh

For the Ankh is lost in the abyss of Set the lord of evil

Caught in the skein of the lord of evil

In Osiris Hwt-Ka-Ptah hopes to ransom the Udjat, the lost eye of life lost to the evil Set

Osiris is the Nile awakening to the cry of blind Hwt-Ka-Ptah the lost eye of life

Osiris is the Nile answering the call of the lost Udjat

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Osiris must seek the eye of life lost in abysmal Duat abode of the evil one

Osiris is the soul-Ka of the Nile, the river that answers the call of lost Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Hwt-Ka-Ptah calls Osiris for the lord of the Nile is the one hope

Osiris is the Nile that must journey to the quest for the Ankh lost to the evil of Set

Osiris is the quickening Nile on the quest for the lost Ankh of life

Osiris is the Nile of the yearly awakening

Osiris is the river rising to the journey outwards, questing for the lost Ankh of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris is Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s hope that the Ankh of life will be ransomed from the abyss

Osiris is Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s hope of ransom for the Ankh lost in the abyss of the terrors

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Osiris: ransom the Ankh of life O Nile, from abysmal Duat ransom the lost Ankh

Osiris of the Nile: heed the cry of the land, ransom the lost Ankh

Rescue Udjat the lost eye, the gift of the Nile to Hwt-Ka-Ptah, ancient land

Osiris is the Ka of the Nile awakening to the call of the Ankh of life

Osiris is the Nile on the annual rising, the awakening in search of the Ankh of life

Osiris is the Nile of the agon, the sorrow of the world quest for the lost Ankh of life

Osiris is the Nile that seeks the Udjat, seeks the lost eye, lost Ankh of life

Osiris is the Nile of the annual rising that must redeem the lost Udjat

The lord Osiris must find the lost eye of Hwt-Ka-Ptah for

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Osiris is the Ankh of all living, the river of all life; Osiris is the Nile of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris is the Ka of all life; Osiris is the Ankh of all life

Osiris is the river that dying the death of the land wakes on the tides

For Osiris is the lord that rises triumphant at the annual awakening

Osiris is the Ankh that the gods gave to Khermmyit of the Nile, river of life

Osiris is the Nile of life, the life of Ka Ptah

Osiris is the Nile that yearly dies the death of the land

Osiris is the Nile that wakes at the resurrection, at the yearly rising

Osiris is the Ankh of Ka Ptah that wakes at the yearly rising, at the resurrection

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Osiris is the mystic soul of the Nile, river of the gods

Osiris is the river, the seeker of the ancient lotus lost at the beginning of beginnings

Osiris is the Nile awakening to the yearly quest for Osiris is the lord

Of the journey outwards on the quest for the lost Ankh of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris, you are the seeker in search of the lotus

Osiris is the lost world flower; he is the sacred flower of rebirth

The Nile is the river of the ancient song of the lost quest

The Nile is the river’s mystic journey on the world quest

The Nile is the river that forgets not the quest of Osiris

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The Nile is the river that narrates of the lost tradition

The Nile is the mystic voice that speaks of the awakening of the Ankh of Ka Ptah

The Nile chronicles of the rising of the lotus out of the cracking world egg

The Nile is the witness of the unfurling of the world lotus upon the waves of ancient mother Nu

The Nile is the unfolding of the re-creative surge in Nu placental world mother

The Nile is the river of Nu great creative mother that rent herself at the earth aborning

The Nile is the river of Nu torn asunder in the birth of the bloody world flower

Nu world mother, Nu torn, bruised for the blood drenched lotus

Of the myth of Osiris who can speak if they speak not of Nu placenta of all?

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Who will speak of Osiris lord of the mystic quest for the world flower

Unless they carry a gift of fragrant water and a bunch of fresh lotus flowers to Nu primal mother?

Who speaks of the lotus of birth and rebirth if they do not honour Nu of the dew-be-dappled flower?

Who claims speech if they fail to speak her sacred names Nu mother of all?

Who speaks of the world flower but genuflects not at the altar of Nu mother of gods and men?

Who speaks if on their tongues they speak not the name of suffering Nu?

Who will claim life if their blood know not Nu of the primal ocean stream?

Who knows the veiled ritual names of the immortals if they know not the hidden names of Nu?

Who speaks of the world quest if they speak not of mother Nu placenta of all living?

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Who speaks of the world quest if they speak not of mother Nu the lotus of life?

Who speaks of the world quest if, first, they speak not of Nu Ankh of life?

Who dares speak of Osiris suffering if they speak not first of Nu great mother of the sorrows

Who chants of the passion of the god-heroes if they speak not of Nu of the first time?

Who enacts the pure rites if they none speak the sacred names of Nu of the cosmic dance?

Who sorrows with Osiris if they dance not with Nu sorrowing upon the waves of the primal sea?

Who dares triumph with Osiris on his world quest if Nu they know not?

Who speaks of Nile of world conquests if they have not broken as Nu in her brokenness?

Who speaks the ritual names of the Nile if mother Nu they know not?

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Who will return safe to his Ka if they reject the seals of Nu mothering tides of the ocean stream

Whose boat will navigate the perilous tides of Duat of the daemons if they hail not Nu the mother-like petals of the world lotus?

Whose Ka journeys safely across the perilous way if the wayfarer cannot name the mother?

Whose Ka is it that cannot speak the names of Nu whose fleshy petals are the waves of the world sea?

Hail thee Nu of the creative surge of the primal first sea

Nu torn, Nu whose bleeding petals shivered the world stream into life

Who set the Ocean stream alive with that dancing, ceaseless, ceaseless motion?

Upon whose torn scattered being rendered did the sacred lotus rise dancing upon the waves?

Upon whose body did the Ankh of life flower?

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Upon whose torn rendered ocean stream did the Ankh of the Nile flower?

Who dares rise reborn with Osiris in his reincarnations?

Who awakens reborn with Lord Osiris if you have not first died with Nu world mother in her creative death?

Who will journey with Osiris upon his legendary world journey?

If they have not journeyed out of the mythical Nile valleys first

With Nu when the world mother journeyed on the perilous descent of the sorrows?

Who knows the dry anger of the valley of bones if they have not known Nu?

If they have not savoured the splendour of Nu upon whose fertile valleys walk the gods?

Who talks of the nineteen-thousand year journey of the world Ankh?

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When they have not travelled the hard lonely road with Nu mother of sorrows?

Have they suffered if they have not suffered the million-year journey of the barque of Nu mother of all journeyers?

In Hwt-Ka-Ptah blood wars against blood for the Uraeus of Ka Ptah, sceptre and crown of rule

Osiris owner of rule against jealous Setekh his brother, dragon Setekh against Osiris

Osiris, Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s crowned one faces the jealousy of slant-eyed Setekh of loathly appetites

Osiris whose divine coronation has guided Hwt-Ka-Ptah and guided the Nile

Now brother wars against brother greedy for the recitation of his among the sacred names of pharaonic rule

One unlucky son of Ka Ptah hungers unblessed for the call, the duty of pharaoh

The usurper is hungry for his name to be curved immortal on the tablets of the god that chronicles of the deeds of Pharaohs

The dark brother hungers for his name to be curved within the charmed circle

Of the royal cartouche of the immortal names written

The dark brother hungers for his titles to be recited

The rival brother is hungry to inscribe his name in the book of the gods

The bleak jealous brother hungers to write of his boastful titles in the book of the gods

Eager to inscribe his own titles in the book of the gods, book that is the seal of rule

A usurper hungers for the seal that a Pharaoh ruled true

The usurper hungers for his name in the book, book that is the sanctuary of all life

Osiris is the life of Ka Ptah; his life is the life of Ka Ptah, the seal of life

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Osiris is the order of the cosmos; Osiris is the lord of the rites of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris is the priest who daily performs the ritual, daily Osiris leads at the rites

Osiris purifies and sanctifies the rites of the daily ritual

Osiris is the owner of the festival; Osiris is the lord of the ritual

Osiris is the balance of the cosmos; Osiris is the fine measure upon whom the scales of Ka Ptah balance

Osiris upholds the balance of order, the order of Ma’at that is just

Osiris is the preserver of the order of the cosmos, the fine wheel of orderly Ma’at

Osiris is the world tree round whose branching divine being wheels the vast cosmos secure

Osiris is the seed fire, the fertility of the land

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Osiris is the order, the life of the land

Osiris is the sacred flail, the chief priest at the daily temple rite, Osiris is he

Without Osiris the cosmos must tip out of balance and into chaos

Osiris is the sacred rite that drives the sun up into the sky

Osiris is the sacred rite that steadies the barque of heaven on its course

Osiris is the keel that steadies the barque of a million years on its daily course across the sky

Osiris is the mast, the sail, the rudder, the very boat, the barque of the cosmos

Osiris is the soul of Hwt-Ka-Ptah, the Ankh of the cosmos for he the Lord Osiris is the life of Ka Ptah

Osiris is the divine helmsman on the barque of heaven that rides safe, steady - else Hwt-Ka-Ptah plunges into ruin

Osiris chief priest and explainer of the mysteries, Osiris will of the gods to men

Osiris of the rite and the interpretation of the rite

Osiris eternal teacher, Osiris who instructs the pure soul in the sacred mysteries

Osiris interpreter of the sacred rite, Osiris expounder of the veiled wisdom

From the desert sands to the fertile fields of the Nile a blood rival battles Osiris, battles to take away the crown of Ka Ptah

The rival brother defies the sacred rites of the coronation that crowned Osiris lord of the royal crook and the ritual flail

Rival Setekh defies the will of heaven to snatch at the crown of Ka Ptah

The dragon of the desert battles Osiris life giver

Death dealing Setekh defies the gods to snatch away the crown of Osiris, the crown of life

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The dragon battles Osiris for the sacred lotus of Ka Ptah, flower of life, crown of rule

The dragon of Duat battles Osiris whose name was inscribed in the book of the gods by Thoth keeper of the divine stylus

The evil dragon of death battles Osiris, battles to erase the sacred names of Osiris first journeyer

The enraged dragon seeks to capture the titles once recited by the gods in favour of Osiris

The great usurper rages at the immortals, dares not listen to the lords of the great Ennead, the gathering of the gods

The dark brother defies the will of the gathered immortals that named and recited the rites of Osiris lord of the ritual

The loathly dragon hungers for the book of names, hungers to snatch away the crowning lotus

For to die the death is his aim of all tt lives – he the dragon usuper

Evil is the heart of the dragon – and death to all his aim

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The loathly dragon hungers to snatch away the flower sceptre of Ka Ptah

The dragon rages in his hunger to erase the sacred names of Osiris from the book of the immortals

In horror at evil Set’s defiance that must surely destroy Ka Ptah, the immortals gather in Anna of the sun,

Anna city of the splendour of Ra, Annu of judgement

The great Ennead sits in judgement upon this ancient new battle between Osiris and his brother Set, the evil fork-tailed Setekh

The eternal battle between the life giving Nile and the red headed dragon of the wild places

The battle of evil against good is an ancient battle renewed by evil Setekh against the Nile

The Ennead of Ka Ptah knows the dragon of Duat: the defeat of Osiris is their doom

Osiris defeated is the death of Ma’at divine order that rules Hwt-Ka-Ptah

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Hwt-Ka-Ptah knows that this evil battling against Osiris, Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s rightful ruler, this evil is the death of all

For Osiris is the flower sceptre, the sacred lotus of the Nile that annually flowers for Ka Ptah

Osiris is the river of life that rejoices when Ma’at flowers for the living

For Ma’at is the flower of Ka Ptah, the life, the divine living order of the cosmos

Osiris is the flowering life of Ka Ptah that flowers in Ma’at the ritual order, the divine rite of the gods

When the dragon of evil defeats Osiris who will be Ka Ptah’s priest?

When the loathly one defeats Osiris of the pure rite who will preside, who will be the lord of the ritual?

When the evil of the desert places defeats Osiris priest of the gods who will recite the temple ritual?

When the red haired lord of the pollutions snatches away the crown of Osiris who will dance the festival ritual of Ma’at?

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Who will be the daily rite at the temple thus to preserve the order of Hwt-Ka-Ptah?

The living hear not the call of the river Nile, the voice of the river Nile is not heard

The living have lost the wisdom of the ancients, the call of Osiris of the Nile is lost to the living

The vision of Osiris lord of the river Nile is lost; the Ankh the knot of life is lost

The ancient call is not heard; the call of the lotus is not heard

None living know the meaning of the ancient quest of Osiris, the call of the river Nile

Uneasy runs the Nile to the sea, the deathless tide is a language strange to these living; the tide is a voice dead

To the ears of the living the call of the river Nile speaks a dead language strange

The seasons turn, the Nile waits, in vain, for the one that will take up the ancient quest

The Ankh waits in vain for the one will awaken the ancient call sleeping in the dead fountainhead of the river

The Ankh, the heart of the river Nile seeks in vain for the one who will hear the call that has not ceased since ancient times

The Ankh waits forlorn for the saviour, the deliverer, the one that will answer the call to the rites of the Nile

In vain does the river call, calling to the living to remember upon the blood-tide of the Nile

The quest lies dead in the silt of memory, the living waken to other visions, dead to the ancient call to serve the will of the river Nile

Dead are the living to the call of the lost Ankh, the living are dead to the river call, the call of the Ankh, the call of the ancient Nile

The lost Ankh is the heart of the seed fire

The Ankh that wanders lost through the abyss is the lost heart of the cosmic flame that first quickened life in the primal sea

The lost Ankh is the knot of fire that first seeded life in the tides of the cosmic slime

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The Ankh is the first flame, the seed fire that first awoke life on the primal tide

Lost is the Ankh of the gods, lost is the knot of divine fire

Lost is the knot of life, the Ankh that first quickened life on the tidal surge of the cosmic Nile

Lost in the darkness of the lost time is Hwt-Ka-Ptah land of the Nile, land of the river

Lost is Hwt-Ka-Ptah the land that calls the name of the Nile the river of life

Lost is Hwt-Ka-Ptah land of the river Nile, lost is Hwt-Ka-Ptah that asks the Nile to seek the lost Ankh

Hwt-Ka-Ptah is blind, eyeless; Hwt-Ka-Ptah has lost the divine fire, the flame that sees all

Hwt-Ka-Ptah has lost the Ankh, the flame that sees with the eye of the Udjat the eye of the gods

In the darkness of the lost Ankh the land sees not, in the evil darkness where the Ankh is not Hwt-Ka-Ptah walks eyeless

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In the darkness is Hwt-Ka-Ptah without eyes, Hwt-Ka-Ptah calls the name of the river, the name of Osiris

Hwt-Ka-Ptah calls yet who will guide Mandjet barque of the cosmos?

Who will sow anew the germ of life to renew the fertility of Hwt-Ka-Ptah?

Who will watch over Hwt-Ka-Ptah thus to steady the barque of the gods and protect the divine order, the sacred life of Hwt-Ka-Ptah?

Lord Osiris is the priest, the supplicant, the perfected sacrifice at the daily ritual

Osiris is the owner of the crook and the flail

When the evil one of Duat destroys Osiris temple of the gods who owns the ritual now?

When pollution walks the land where is he that dares open the shrine, who is pure enough?

When the dragon of the dark walks abroad who dare approach the holy images of the gods at the daily rite?

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The feared dragon forbids the food and the drink offering to the gods at the daily rite of the sacrifice - who defies his evil?

Osiris is the life of the Nile, the lotus of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris who owns the crook and the ritual flail

In the folds of the sacred cross there you will find Osiris Ka of Hwt-Ka-Ptah, Osiris life of all

In the divine eye of Horus avenger there you will find Osiris life of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

In the annual tide of the river there you will find Osiris, there you will find the lotus of eternal birth and rebirth

Osiris is the lord and master of Queen Isis, the lady who knows of the sorrows of Ka Ptah

Who knows a wife’s knotted sorrows knows Isis mother of life

Whoever knows a widow’s agony knows Isis, protector of the suppliant

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Who knows Isis knows sorrow: who is it that truly knows the sorrows of Isis, who knows of the doom of Osiris?

Osiris is the owner of the crook and the flail of order and rule

The daily sun that soars out of the east is the triumph of Osiris over the dragon of the dark

Osiris is the Djed of endurance, the pillar of Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s eternal return winged like the son of heaven

Osiris is the sceptre of Hwt-Ka-Ptah - whence is the life of Ka Ptah with Osiris no more?

Osiris is the Ankh of Hwt-Ka-Ptah, the knot of death and the resurrection, the lord of life

Osiris is the yearly rebirth of the sacred lotus, the flower of the resurrection

Osiris is the Nile reborn in the flood of the rich sap of life

Osiris is the owner of the knotted Ankh of Isis

Osiris is the anchor of the rule of Ma’at, the sun of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris is the Ankh of Queen Isis lady of splendours; Osiris is the heart of the knotted world flower

Osiris, priest who opens the shrine, opens the daily rite,

Osiris is the priest, the opener of the gate of dawn, the gate of the sun ascendant

Osiris is the priest of the decorating and dressing of the statue

Osiris is the lord of the offering, the food and the wine at the altar of the gods

Osiris is knotted in the knot of the sacred crux; Osiris is the life of Ka Ptah

Osiris is the giver who descends into the abyss of the dead to rescue the lotus of Nu

Osiris of the world quest victorious where none before succeeded

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Osiris answers the feared call, the descent into death on the world quest

Osiris is lord of the search immortal; Osiris is the chief seeker in the search for the lost eye of life

Osiris who gives his life to rescue the sacred lotus lost

Osiris who gives his life to save the divine eye of Ka Ptah, the lotus that anchors heaven in the firmament, Duat in the abyss

Osiris is the heroic journeyer on the world quest for the lost eye of life, prosperity, health

Armed with the veiled wisdom Osiris wakes to the epic quest for the Ankh of life

Osiris lord of the beetle of eternal rebirth

Osiris is lord of Isis queen of the knot that protects life

Osiris owner of the crook and flail of the pharaohs of lordly rule

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Osiris is the lord of the winged sun

Osiris knows the meaning of the Djed, pillar of endurance

Osiris owns the Wa’as of the shepherd, sceptre of fortunate rule

Osiris owns the Nefer of the welfare of Ka Ptah

Osiris is the life and the giver of the one life of the Nile for the return, the rebirth of the lost life of Ka Ptah

Osiris has walked the hard path of life – the living need fear not the hard road

Osiris is the Nile of death rebirth he walks among the living, when he walks the trodden way of sorrow the dead must walk

Osiris is the incarnation of the Ankh of all living

Osiris is the immortal spark of the gods reborn here on earth when he walks the Nile

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Osiris is the ancient fire rising reborn out of the mother sea when he walks on the day of the Nile that returns to Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris is the heir to the sceptre of Ra, Osiris is the son, the sun of the immortal sun-god Ra

Osiris is the heart of Hwt-Ka-Ptah, the Ankh of life, the life of the world river, the river of the Nile, the Nile of life

Osiris fortunate one: your good fortune provokes the jealousy of an angry god

Osiris’ fortune has woken the evil of war in the heart of evil red haired Setekh

There is war in Ka Ptah; a god rivals Osiris for the sceptre of rule

In this war of brother against brother for the feared Uraeus Hwt-Ka-Ptah bleeds

Sacred land, Ka Ptah bleeds in the clash of kin against kin, rival brother against brother for the feared Uraeus

Brother avows undying hate against brother in this bloody war for Ptah’s sceptre, the crowning thyrsus of sacred Ka Ptah

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Primal hate rules the heart of brother raging against brother jealous for the blessed Ankh

Of the gods warring Hwt-Ka-Ptah wars against Hwt-Ka-Ptah for the Ankh of rule

The sacred Ankh of Ptah - for to Hwt-Ka-Ptah the Ankh of rule is the world branching tree of life

Hwt-Ka-Ptah land of war – that flash blue lightning on the field of battle is pharaoh

Hwt-Ka-Ptah of the blue helmet of war: the invincible blade of pharaoh scything his enemies

Hwt-Ka-Ptah of Osiris against the evil typhonian animal Setekh of treacherous and loathly appetites

Hwt-Ka-Ptah of brother contending against brother for the sceptre of rule

War roars mighty in the blood of this land mighty like the mighty Nile thundering out of the mountains to the sea

Osiris against red-haired Setekh, brother against brother

Hwt-Ka-Ptah rages in the roaring heart of this war of brother against brother

Osiris of the Nile against fiery Setekh caught in the knot of blood hate

Brother twinned to hated brother in the womb of fratricidal blood hate

Brothers jointed by hate, hate from beyond the womb, tearing apart this land, this torn blood-soaked Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris against dragon Setekh, blood against blood, Hwt-Ka-Ptah wars against herself

In this the bitterest of wars in the anger of brother against blood brother tearing the heart out of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

In the war of brother contending against brother for the sceptre of rule Hwt-Ka-Ptah tears apart, dying

Osiris against dragon Setekh for the sceptre of rule, brother against brother

Hwt-Ka-Ptah is a bloody land held together by blood hatred, torn apart by the tie of blood

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Osiris against Setekh dragon, war’s bloody sceptre is the crown of this war

Brother against rival brother, rejecting his loyal oath to the sceptre of rule angry

Setekh angrily launches a rival claim against Osiris for the sceptre of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Thus out in the light of day the vile thing of horror against divine Ma’at is spoken

The deed unspeakable, naked in the light of day stands the evil truth

Of brother rivalling brother for the luck of Ma’at divine order

Ma’at divine lotus, Ma'at sacred flame, Ma'at seed of the life of Ka Ptah, Ma’at lotus sceptre

Ma’at: rite bestowable upon the one right chosen by immortal lot

Ma’at is become this fierce sword of bloody contention tearing Ka Ptah apart

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Ma'at is the crown of contention in the rivalry of brother against brother, the angry one against his brother, Osiris

The sceptre of Hwt-Ka-Ptah is the curse of this poisonous war of brother against rival brother

Now Ka Ptah knows the hidden face of Ma’at gentle and divine, Ma’at sceptre of rule

Osiris against Set dragon-head, Osiris against fork-tailed Setekh: their hate has bloodied Ma’at

The hate setting bother against rival brother has defiled Ma’at

Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s unblemished sceptre of rule is become bloody

Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s sacred sceptre is become the sword bloody: brother against brother

Ma’at stands bloodied between these two - the fierce burning fiery sceptre of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Ma’at gentle flower of the immortal dance of the waves, Ma’at of gentle harmony

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Ma’at is become the fierce burning sceptre of divisive war for which divided Ka Ptah contends

For who takes the sceptre of Ka Ptah rules Ka Ptah - for the gentle rule of Ma’at is gone

Now the leader that hungers for Ma’at sceptre divine is not the priest of the Nile

The angry new owner of the sceptre of Ka Ptah is the curse of the land

The new Pharaoh is become the angry lord master scourging Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Pharaoh is now the death of the children of Ka Ptah

Who seeks the sacred lotus seeks not to shield fragile divine Ma’at with his own life

The seeker of Ka Ptah’s sceptre seeks the sceptre of blood

The angry crowned one seeks not Ma’at

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The lord Pharaoh seeks not the pure flower that adorns the altar of the gods

The new Pharaoh does not present the sacred sceptre at the daily rite of the awakening

The crowned head wields but the scourge that chastises Ma’at

The great immortal wields the fiery scourge that strips Hwt-Ka-Ptah of all life

Osiris against angry Setekh red haired and hungry, rival brother against rightful heir contend for the sacred fire of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Brother against brother contend for the sceptre, contend for Hwt-Ka-Ptah

The rival brother contends against Osiris who carried the sacred fire to Hwt-Ka-Ptah and banished darkness from the land

The evil one contends against Osiris who released the Ka Ptah from bondage to the dark gods

Evil Set rivals Osiris who unchained the Ka Ptah

Set hungers to bend Hwt-Ka-Ptah to his will

Set hungers to chain back the sacred land back into bondage

Set longs to enslave Hwt-Ka-Ptah that once was chained to the dark rites of blood for the gods of terror and the annual altar of blood

Set rivals Osiris who lifted the soul of the land up away from the dark gaze of earth heavenward to contemplate the starry heavens

Set and Osiris: ancient is the rivalry between these two, primal the hatred

The evil dragon sets his heart against Osiris of the sacred fire

Osiris of the Nile, the Nile of life, the life of the rising tide, the tide of life, the life of Ka Ptah

Osiris of the river of life undying that dies to rise reborn, Osiris of the eternal rebirth, the resurrection of the Nile

Osiris of the green leaf, of the sheaf of harvest grain, of the dance of the harvest home

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Osiris of the Nile rising, Osiris of the Nile reborn, Osiris death conquered, Osiris of death defeated

Osiris who stands against the brother of death - rival Setekh, rival brother and son of death

Osiris carries forth the torch of life to Ka Ptah

The rival brother hates the sacred fire of life, fights hard against the fire bringer, against Osiris torch of life

Osiris’ brother Set condemns Osiris for carrying the sacred fire to the barbarian nations

Setekh abhors Osiris’ oath before the gods, the oath that carries forth the flame to all Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Set contends that Lord Osiris has carried the sacred fire beyond Hwt-Ka-Ptah unlawfully

The sceptre of Hwt-Ka-Ptah has journeyed outgoing to Ka Ptah

Who can see the return whence returns the sacred fire to Hwt-Ka-Ptah?

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Hwt-Ka-Ptah’s sacred fire is outgoing, the fire will return

The sacred flame Hwt-Ka-Ptah goes out to the world carrying life the Ankh of living to Ka Ptah

The sacred fire must annually go out to Ka Ptah of the Nile - thus Osiris oathed himself to Queen Isis

Thus Osiris set forth for the world journey, to carry the sacred fire to the lost and the benighted

Osiris of the outgoing to return - the soul of the sacred fire seeking the way of the return is the way of the world journeyer

Osiris of the journey of the sacred fire, Osiris of the world burden

Thus the crowning glory of Osiris by divine lot chosen guardian of the sacred fire

The crowning of Osiris chosen carrier of the sacred flame to Ka Ptah

This be the seed of the jealousy that has planted this hatred undying in the heart of the dragon

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The crowning of Osiris is the implacable hatred between brother and brother splitting the land in this war of self against self

This the hate of red haired dragon Setekh against Osiris that runs bloody and as rich as the Nile roaring with the rich sap of the gods

The fiery dragon wars against Osiris, the Nile that at the annual return, is ever received with universal rejoicing

The raging dragon wars against Osiris

The dragon rages against Osiris of the hidden names

Setekh wars against Osiris of the names spoken at the holy recitation of the temple ritual - and then only by the pure, the chaste

Set wars against Osiris who owns the book of life

Setekh battles Osiris owner of the sacred names privileged to the virtuous few

Osiris lord of the book of life, the book of the dead

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Osiris who is the book and the sanctuary of the book

Osiris owns the divine order, Osiris ruler and soul of the cosmic order

Osiris who owns the sacred fire, Osiris lord of the ritual

Osiris is Ka Ptah’s lord priest of the daily temple ritual

Osiris is the chief celebrant, the presider at the festival ritual

Osiris is the lord of the rite that upholds Ma’at the order of the cosmos

Osiris is the blood that renews the fertility of the land and the order and welfare of Hwt-Ka-Ptah

Osiris who taught the land the temple ritual

Osiris who released Hwt-Ka-Ptah from the curse of the yearly holocaust of blood victims

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Osiris who unchained Ka Ptah from the curse of the blood victims

Osiris who daily opens the shrine

Osiris who goes froth in the sacred robes of the ritual

Osiris offer and giver of the food and drink of life

Osiris lord of the rule, owner of the crook of kingship

Osiris owner of the shepherd’s sceptre of wise rule and good fortune

Osiris is flower and godhead of earth’s creation

Osiris heir to the kingship of Atum, son of the sun god Ra

Osiris is the centre of our world, Osiris who recalls the seedtime

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Even in the sceptre of the gods that elected him keeper and protector

Osiris knows the seed planted

Osiris knows the discord in the land when at the seeding the fate sowed the seed fire of life

Osiris knows the seed planted at the unfolding of the great lotus flower

Osiris knows the seed planted at the cosmos aborning

Osiris knows the seed planted at the sowing of the seed fire

Osiris knows the seed planted when life sowed the cosmic tide with the sown seed of blood hatred

Osiris knows the seed planted when the stardust that sowed life

Sowed also the seed of blood

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Osiris knows that at the heart of the seed planted

Sown also was the seed of strife: brother against brother

Osiris knows the seed planted the fiery hate of kin against kin sowed

At the mystic seeding Nu sundered herself to be the seed and the infolding of the seed

She is the enigma of birth travail: mother Nu is she, O ancient mother

May I never fail to first speak your name?

May I always call the name of Nu?

I call the name of mother Nu; I speak not the name of another for Nu is first mother of the gods

Nu mother of all: my tongue speaks your praises first; I speak of mother Nu with joy

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Nu of the mother sea, Nu mother of plenty, Nu that is the ocean bed of life

May I always first speak the holy names of holy mother Nu?

For who will speak of these deeds of ancient glory and fail to speak of the mother?

Who will speak of the valour of the gods and these their deeds without fist invoking the holy names of Nu mother of the gods?

Who will speak of these ancient hatreds without speaking of the name of Nu and the deeds of horror against her?

Who speaks of sorrow having not named mother Nu’s ancient sorrow?

Nu ebbs and flows as the thundering primal tides war in the being of the cosmic ocean stream

Nu streams as the thundering primal tides surge and die in the war of the world egg self creating Nile self dying

Nu surges as mighty as the primal tides

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Nu surges as the cosmic blood-sap surges rages in this the bloodlust, the dance of creation surging

Nu rages as the raging tides of the mother ocean stream rage in the fever-dance of parturition

Nu cracks as the world egg cracks - the tides gush forth the creative blood

Nu thunders as the thundering world egg shivers trancelike in the death-dance of creation

Nu unfurls the shivering holy petals of the world flower

Nu is the sinewy world currents of the ocean sea aflame in grip of the thundering world creative dance

Nu hostile one, Nu spirit self exiled against herself

The raging stardust that seeds the primal ocean sea with life is the raging tide of the primal days

Mother Nu’s raging primal birth clash echoes to the mother clash of many to come

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Nu battles the birthing that is her destiny: primal self against raging primal self

Nu rages against her being: hostile tide against the hostile primal self

Nu is splitting in the chaos of the primordial world egg

Nu is birthing the cosmos in this primal war of spirit against her own self in a rage that prefigures the wars of heaven, the chaos to come

The turmoil of Nu World-spirit is the cosmic thunderbolt that sows the germ of spirit in the vast tides

The churning world spirit is as angry as the sea of Nu’s self hate and hostile self hunger

The chaos of Nu seed the World egg

The germ of the World spirit tears apart sunders the mother in the blood spattered birthing of the World soul

Nu unfolds in the unfolding of the petals of the giant world lotus

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Nu wakens to the creative urge: the world encircling petals unfurl

Out upon the shivering petals out steps the primal daemon, son of Nu

Nu is the unfolding of the cosmic lotus dancing herself upon the hostile waves

Of the self creative being of time mother Nu is the fragile shivering birth way

Nu is the dance of the shivering world creative world flower

Nu is the dance of the immortal raging on the thundering waves

Nu the icy wastes of the primal ocean stream wakens

Nu tides hostile raging against hostile self

Nu of the vast starry aeons raging ever hostile

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For Nu is the vast hostile ocean stream silent, brooding upon the creation

For Nu mother life is Nu life denier

In the splendour of her rending loneliness Nu is the awakening of the hostile spirit

Nu wakens hostile against her outspreading immeasurable tide

For Nu is the feared mother that hates her own blood: this nameless daemon beast aborning

Self tormentedly Nu joyfully suffers the iron blood of her rending birth pangs

Nu suffers her being as the world mother bitter and self hating

Joyous in this her terrible travail is Nu

For Nu comes the terribilas of the birthing of the dread being of the awakening

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The mother of prophecy foretells of the deeds of the monster horror now aborning

The one who would repay her torment a thousand, ten thousand, thousand folds

Nay - in the aeons to come Nu prophesies of her portion in the terrors to come, in the future

Of the blood, the horrors that Nu prophesies the one birthing would inflict upon her creation

The mother of all prophesies of deeds to outrun her vast hungers

Prophesies of deeds to waken new hungers and of her fill of these deeds of the one abirthing

Awaiting the ages to come, awaiting to afflict the ages vast, vast upon the waves, ages vast to come

The mother reads the bones of the unborn future, of the sorrows of the vast tides of time yet unborn

Caught in the feared trance of creation is Nu the one mother

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As in a cosmic mist Nu sees the tormented ages

Mother Nu surveys the deeds of sorrows to come

Nu sees deep into the grains of deeds awaiting birth

Out of the mists of the time of Nu first mother

Out of the grainy shadows of time Nu sees the fated deeds of the unborn one

Nu sees deeds yet unborn, deeds folded yet in the lap of the tides

Nu the one mother prophesies of the sorrows the unborn one would afflict upon Nu in her torments to come

Nu gazes deep into her broken mother sorrows

Nu gazes deep at her seed unborn, seed yet folded in the mists of time

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Nu the one mother quails in terror of her creation yet unborn

Mother Nu shakes at the vision of the unhatched seeding of the time to come

Nu mother of the chaos journeys the inner heavens of her vast spirit

Nu turns away towards the bloody path of the mother of the creation ... ...

Out of ancient time the voice of the awakening reaches across the hostile tides of Nu primal ocean-stream,

The call to the awakening travels the vast reaches of hostile Nu

At the awakening of the primal darkness the voice of the call searches deep

The call seeks birth out the vast folds of mother Nu

The call gyres with the turning tides of deep mother Nu

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The goes searching deep the tides of Nu seeking the sleeper

The seeking voice sows the seed fire of the ancient call upon the vast turning, hostile tides of Nu

Thus the stardust of life is seeding a hostile cosmos

The angry tide of Nu rages, angry against herself she rages the primal ocean stream

Angry is the hostile navel tide of mother Nu

For Nu is the ancestral ocean sea: vast, raging

Hostile against her dark brooding self, unsure whence comes the call -

From the vast silence of the starry heavens

Or from within her own brooding all-devouring oceans cavernous

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Primal Nu beats her ocean-vast body mass against the raging glaury tides

As the mother beats her being against the ancient sea her own soul

Of mother Nu the sleeper wakes lost in the hostile surging flood

Nu: inert fearful waste of roiling primeval waters, dead to time, formless, heartless

Nu: dark, lacking the beating pulse of spirit, this is Nu denier of the creation

This is Nu enemy of all that is living, aspiring to life

Nu, evil hater of divine order

This is the face of Nu, Nu that hates the life - thus is Nu the formless

Vast is her waste of inert waters, dead to time, cruel and hungry without knowledge it hungers, without knowledge for that which Nu hungers:

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Thus is Nu the formless, Nu that is rich with that which is not;

Thus is soulless Nu that repels and devours all with her vast, bleak hunger

Nu is the power that devours all being upon itself; Nu is the power of naked lack

Nu is the place of no rest; place before, beyond the soul; on Nu the soul is not

Were the journeying soul to reach Nu the soul would flee in terror as from a thing alien and hostile

Nu without spirit, blind Nu that is the death of spirit

Nu devourer of the pulse of life that beats

In the still breathing air, the track and spoor that whispers of life that once was

Life that once passed here, dwelled here, walked here: Nu eats the very track of life in the whispering air,

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Nu is the feared one, the mother of fear, the gate through which all that lives would find passage into Nu, blind oblivion

Nu ruled all - if it be just and right to call the dark chaos before rule, rule

From the beginning Nu was hostile to rule, order, justice, truth, life:

Nu enemy of Ma’at, Ma’at the realization, the glory of all life,

For Ma’at is the essence of all that is orderly, just and true, of life and of death

As from the beginning, death is of the order of Ma’at, so is life of the order of immemorial Ma’at

But where Nu is there is no Ma’at, for Nu is the mortal enemy of Ma’at, that which is orderly, just and of the truth

The sleeper wakens in dread of the mother tide, wakens in fear of his knowing

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Wakens dreading the mother being, dread anxious to escape the hunger, the mother rage of the howling tides

Out of the chaos beginnings; flaming the sacred fire fights for birth out of the tidal chaos of Nu

Universal the flame of Nu reaches out of the primal chasm

The flame rages to flee, to escape the chaos of the mother tide

The folds of the creation unfurl as the mother lotus rich, life giving beholds her work of creation

Out of the unfurling petals out steps the demiurge, joy of the mother; becalmed and fleshy - the petalled mother Nu

Nu spreads out raging, a primal void hungering to gorge upon the infant godhead birthing

Out of the ravine chaos of Nu the call of this mother love comes

Strange love that howls cold hungering to drown the god aborning back into the hostile life hating primal tide

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Nu is the outspreading cosmic tide hungering deeply to fold back the sacred flame back into the ebb tides of the hostile, the elemental mother love -

Nu, strange mother love that hungers deep hungering to ravage her godhead son aborning

Nu is the primal mother hunger raging in search of the way back to the place of origins,

Nu is mother love turned hostile, a poisonous tide beating life back to the dread reaches of the river,

Nu is the mother fiendish in her anger at this child-thing mothered out of her torn guts,

Maddened by the pain Nu rages at her lapse into mother love

Turns against this her inauspicious progeny

Rallies her tiring energies vast, seeks to deny life to the thing aborning, beating

Back at the life being born now, Nu seeks to deny the sun to the being

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Now wrestling with mortality through the dark by ways of the feared labyrinth

Nu beats at her daemon-child, with evil intent she seeks to beat back the surge

Of life at the gate back through the ages of terror and blindness back to the descent

Nu beat at the daemon child seeking to beat the maelstrom back against the way of the return

Broken, shattered birthing in the maelstrom of the mother trauma the godhead seeks the mother gate

Broken in the maelstrom the godhead seeks blind battling for the hostile-hoped for mother gate

Blind exhausted in the millrace the godhead battles the terror and the pain

The sacred flame of the infant godhead gathers its shattered lost fragments for the one last attempt at the journey perilous

The new god revives its broken self for the ascent back to the source

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The broken god-being looks to the feared return, the journey back to the place of origins there to gather the shattered fragments into a new godhead, a new birth

The flame reaches one last time out of the god being for the mother her superabundant self and love

The infant looks at the one place where love one was but mother love has become a primal hate

Mother hate has overtaken the once superabundant mother love

Now mother hate the wise mother’s once bountiful love turned hate reaches out; terribly withering all that now she touches

Nu’s creation recoils in horror at the touch of the one mother

Nu, terror of the creation; Nu death dealing hater of all that she had given life, given her own blood

Already Nu’s mother love is breeding in the ennui of her hatred of this new being born out of her flesh but not of her

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Nu first mother - Nu is the first of that accursed brood: the mother hateful

Of her creation, mother love become a repulsive hate implacable against the creation

Lost to her, lost as the lost sacred fire

The mother hunger, the lust to birth becomes that strange new mother - the life giver

Hateful to lust, to gorge upon her brood, to kill, to turn against the ancient call of mother blood, eager to destroy

Yet Nu’s blood is the first fruit of the fertile dance born immortal

Son of the creation, the demiurge steps out upon the shimmering dewy petals of the world flower

Out of the east the sacred flame rays out upon the dancing dew-bedazzled petals

Of the cosmic lotus surging like waves singing the song of the vast creative mother

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In joy the mother sea presents the sacred flame to the first created

The mighty sword hand of the first one reaches out, folds round the haft of the sacred flame,

Securely grasping the flaming sword latent hate long nursed from beyond birth breaks into murderous rage

Against the dancing dewy petals of the creative world flower, primal hate wakens

In the breast of the first created one against the enfolding waves of the mother sea

Grasping the flame rising out of the east wrathful flaming, the sword of rage

The first created one wakens enraged against the mother

That unholy unspeakable thing - that rage that may it waken not in the breast of the son against the mother

The young creation lashes blind angry is the blood of one the raging hostile against the mother

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The young being rages blind hostile intent to die young

His anger thunder and the lightning flash that tear the heavens mad

The infecting madness of mortal life is battling the call

The bold life battles the seductive embrace of inviting death

The enraged seas roll against heaven, the sky darkens and the waves buckle

Enraged at the mother of creation is the daemon awakening

Enraged lest another be born whereof whence he came

The daemon awakening in rage slashes sword-like at the dewy petals

The mother lotus is trapped screeching

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The mother placenta howls in the throes of a fearful death cry

The matricide is deaf against this universal howl of primal mother pain

The mother destroyer is deaf to this the first fruitless cry for mercy

The mother killer is deaf to the cry that would echo in ages to come

The universal cry for mercy dies in the inferno of poisoned thunder

Cruel lightning burn up the primal mother cry burning waves, scalding rain

The deformed beast cries out in the rage of the tide of matricide, the joy sheer of destruction

The harrowing pain of the mother sea is as aeons of sorrow, the age of terror

Death is the end of the death struggle of the doomed lotus

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The flower is torn scattered dying upon the poisonous waves of the poisoned mother sea

Dancing upon the dying waves raging is the deformed matricide

The matricide raises a howl of triumphant cosmic rage as the life of the wounded mother sea ebbs

Accursed demiurge: the deformed matricide struts on the waves

Triumphant, he dares the void

The accursed matricide is certain none to rival him

None ever will rise out of the bloody torn body of the mother dead

Dead is Nu the mother lotus, fecund flower of birth and rebirth, Nu is torn

Her fleshy bleeding petals scattered to earth’s four horns and beyond

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Nu torn apart by the enraged being impatient to escape the labyrinth of birth

Nu scattered to the four ends and beyond,

Scattered to the ends, to the world encircling mountains the sacred flower is lost, torn

Nu is a raging ocean storm of shivered bleeding fragments scattered upon the sterile dead waves

Nu’s repulsive demiurge rises out of the enfolding chaos raging against the dying mother sea

Out of the creative urge that would have peopled her earth and brought her joy, Nu’s creation is her death now

Out of joy is born universal sorrow - mother Nu’s joy becomes world rending grief

Mother Nu’s goodness trap her in the iron chains of sorrow, her spirit broken scattered, soulless, denied

The joy of the first creative one - denied the life to rejoice in the name of mother she endures the lonely sorrow

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Of the mother of whose destruction is the deformed monster that she had mothered in all love and singing expectation

Each torn bleeding petal of the cosmic flower dead howl for the dead lotus

Screeching, howling away as her life force bursts forth a raging tide surging, screaming for the one to avenge her

As the ichor of life bursts geyser like out of her bursting being Nu’s mother-quest to be avenged against her murderous son begins

The ocean tide of her deadly ichor geysers heavenward and blots out the sky, darkness swallows all

As Nu’s poisonous life-sap covers earth in a poisonous tide - the vengeful brooding mother sea is born

Awaiting the time, the full surge when the tide of her dying screeching ichor will be avenged in the one

To come when the tide is right; when the season to gather the shivered bits of mother Nu will come

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When her redeemer will gather the defiled fragments of the first mother and waken mother Nu at the avenging

Nu mother of gods and men, Nu mother of the Nile

Nu destroyed by the will to birth, the primal desire to mother being, to mother earth and all its creation

Nu scattered to the four ends, the ocean sea surging from the blood of the torn petals of Nu

Mother Nu of the primal days, mystical mother of the Ankh of the world sea

Nu is mother of the Ankh of life, mother of the anciently lost placenta of life

The lotus of the primal ocean sea is mother

Nu of the first beginnings

Nu of the first time, unknown unknowable placenta of being

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Nu of the veiled knowledge, Nu mother of all that is unknowable

Nu wise mother of the Gods of Hwt-Ka-Ptah, Nu mother of Atum of days

Of the world seed, the life hungering for the way of the river, for the blood of birth was the death of mother