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Praise the goddess, the most awesome of the goddesses. Let one...

Tue, 21 May 2013 12:33:21 -0300

Praise the goddess, the most awesome of the goddesses.
Let one revere the mistress of the peoples, the greatest of the Igigi.
Praise Ishtar, the most awesome of the goddesses.
Let us revere the queen of women, the greatest of the Igigi.

She is clothed in pleasure and love.
She is laden with vitality, charm, and voluptuousness.
Ishtar is clothed in pleasure and love.
She is laden with vitality, charm, and voluptuousness.

In lips she is sweet; life is in her mouth.
At her appearance rejoicing becomes full.
She is glorious; veils are thrown over her head.
Her figure is beautiful; her eyes are brilliant.

The goddess - with her there is counsel.
The fate of everything she holds in her hand.
At her glance there is created joy,
Power, magnificence, the protecting deity and guardian spirit.

She dwells in, she pays heed to compassion and friendliness.
Besides, agreeableness she truly possesses.
Be it slave, unattached girl, or mother, she preserves (her).
One calls on her; among women one names her name.

Who - to her greatness who can be equal?
Strong, exalted, splendid are her decrees.
Ishtar - to her greatness who can be equal?
Strong, exalted, splendid are her decrees.

She is sought after among the gods; extraordinary is her station.
Respected is her word; it is supreme over them.
Ishtar among the gods, extraordinary is her station.
Respected is her word; it is supreme over them.

She is their queen; they continually cause her commands to be executed.
All of them bow down to her.
They receive her light before her.
Women and men indeed revere her.

In their assembly her word is powerful; it is dominating.
Before Anum their king she fully supports them.
She rests in intelligence, cleverness, (and) wisdom.
They take counsel together, she and her lord.

Indeed they occupy the throne room together.
In the divine chamber, the dwelling of joy,
Before them the gods take their places.
To their utterances their attention is turned.

The king their favorite, beloved of their hearts,
Magnificently offers to them his pure sacrifices.
Ammiditana, as the pure offering of his hands,
Brings before them fat oxen and gazelles.

From Anum, her consort, she has been pleased to ask for him
An enduring, a long life.
Many years of living, to Ammiditana
She has granted, Ishtar has decided to give.

By her orders she has subjected to him
The four world regions at his feet;
And the total of all peoples
She has decided to attach them to his yoke.

Hymh to Ishtar

“And now, O Mousa Kalliope, daughter of Zeus, begin to...

Sun, 12 May 2013 23:53:00 -0300

“And now, O Mousa Kalliope, daughter of Zeus, begin to sing of glowing Helios (the Sun) whom mild-eyed Euryphaessa (Wide Shining), the far-shining one, bare to the son of Gaia (Earth) and starry Ouranos (Heaven). For Hyperion wedded glorious Euryphaessa, his own sister, who bare him lovely children, rosy-armed Eos (Dawn) and rich-tressed Selene (Moon) and tireless Helios (Sun) who is like the deathless gods. As he rides in his chariot, he shines upon men and deathless gods, and piercingly he gazes with his eyes from his golden helmet. Bright rays beam dazzlingly from him, and his bright locks streaming form the temples of his head gracefully enclose his far-seen face: a rich, fine-spun garment glows upon his body and flutters in the wind: and stallions carry him. Then, when he has stayed his golden-yoked chariot and horses, he rests there upon the highest point of heaven, until he marvellously drives them down again through heaven to Okeanos (the Ocean-Stream). Hail to you, lord! Freely bestow on me substance that cheers the heart. And now that I have begun with you, I will celebrate the race of mortal men half-divine whose deeds the Mousai have showed to mankind.”

Homeric Hymn 31 to Helius

A Hymn of Praise to Osiris Un-Nefer, the great god who dwelleth...

Sun, 05 May 2013 21:32:17 -0300

A Hymn of Praise to Osiris Un-Nefer, the great god who dwelleth in Abtu, the king of eternity, the lord of everlastingness, who traverseth millions of years in his existence.

Thou art the eldest son of the womb of Nut. Thou was begotten by Keb, the Erpat. Thou art the lord of the Urrt Crown. Thou art he whose White Crown is lofty. Thou art the King (Ati) of gods [and] men. Thou hast gained possession of the sceptre of rule, and the whip, and the rank and dignity of thy divine fathers. Thy heart is expanded with joy, O thou who art in the kingdom of the dead. Thy son Horus is firmly placed on thy throne. Thou hast ascended thy throne as the Lord of Tetu, and as the Heq who dwelleth in Abydos. Thou makest the Two Lands to flourish through Truth-speaking, in the presence of him who is the Lord to the Uttermost Limit. Thou drawest on that which hath not yet come into being in thy name of “Ta-her-sta-nef.” Thou governest the Two Lands by Maat in thy name of “Seker.” Thy power is wide-spread, thou art he of whom the fear is great in thy name of “Usar” (or “Asar”). Thy existence endureth for an infinite number of double henti periods in thy name of “Un-Nefer.”

Homage to thee, King of Kings, and Lord of Lords, and Prince of Princes. Thou hast ruled the Two Lands from the womb of the goddess Nut. Thou hast governed the Lands of Akert. Thy members are of silver-gold, thy head is of lapis-lazuli, and the crown of thy head is of turquoise. Thou art An of millions of years. Thy body is all pervading, O Beautiful Face in Ta-tchesert. Grant thou to me glory in heaven, and power upon earth, and truth-speaking in the Divine Underworld, and [the power to] sail down the river to Tetu in the form of a living Ba-soul, and [the power to] sail up the river to Abydos in the form of a Benu bird, and [the power to] pass in through and to pass out from, without obstruction, the doors of the lords of the Tuat. Let there be given unto me bread-cakes in the House of Refreshing, and sepulchral offerings of cakes and ale, and propitiatory offerings in Anu, and a permanent homestead in Sekhet-Aaru, with wheat and barley therein- to the Double of the Osiris, the scribe Ani.

Hymn to Osiris Un-Nefer

She walks like a goddess of furyBut seemingly void of...

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 23:59:02 -0300

She walks like a goddess of fury
But seemingly void of arrogance
Yet humble enough to parade her sins
All the filthiness inside her spawn
From her marrow to the ravens’ beaks
Why should she like to lick the leaks
Of her obstinate mind and laugh on?
Was she acting to be corrupted or cleaned?

No one knows her gizzards’ skin but one
Whose sheepish heart clothed in panther’s silk
Yet she only chew the meat before the milk
Proudly proclaimed to possess a love so true
And believed that no one should ever construe
The subtle quarrels of her mind and heart!

“Nut, you have extended yourself over your son the Osiris...

Fri, 19 Apr 2013 00:03:00 -0300

“Nut, you have extended yourself over your son the Osiris Pepi,

you have snatched him out of the hand of Seth ; join him to yourself, Nut

you came, snatch your son; behold, you came, form this great one to yourself.

Nut, cast yourself upon your son the Osiris Pepi.

Form you him, O Great Fashioner; this great one is among your children.

Nut, you did become a spirit.

you wast a mighty goddess in the womb of your mother Tefnut when you wast not born.

Form you Pepi with life and well-being; he shall not die. Strong was your heart,

you did leap in the womb of your mother in your name of Nut

perfect daughter, mighty one in your mother, who art crowned like a Pharaoh of the North,

Make this Pepi a soul in you, let him not die.

Great Lady, who did come into being in the sky, who art mighty.

Who do make happy, and do fill every place (or being), with your beauty,

The whole earth is under you, you have taken possession of it.

you have encompassed the earth, everything is in your two hands,

Grant you that this Pepi may be in you like an imperishable star.

you have associated with Keb in your name of “Pet” (Sky).

you have united the earth in every place.

mistress over the earth, you are above your father Shu, you have the mastery over him.

He has loved you so much that he setteth himself under you in everything.

you have taken possession of every god for yourself with his boat

you have made them shine like lamps,

Assuredly they shall not cease from you like the stars.

Let not this Pepi depart from you in your name of “Hert”

Hymn to Nut - The Sky-Goddess

In a land far from here, And deep in the past, Lived a nymph...

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 00:38:46 -0300

In a land far from here,
And deep in the past,
Lived a nymph who could talk
Without thought, long and fast.

This nymph’s name was Echo,
And a beauty was she,
But her incessant chatter
Was like a disease.

The nymph forced Queen Hera
To cast on her a spell
And rid the poor, young Echo
Of her awful voice from hell.

Now all that she can say
Is that which others have said
And never now, again
The thoughts within her head.

The Ballad of Echo by Giovanna Marasco

“I give greetings to thee Anubis, Thou who art the Guide...

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 21:57:27 -0300

“I give greetings to thee Anubis, Thou who art the Guide of Souls of Heliopolis!Bearer and Giver of blessings, I pray, give Thy blessing to me.
O Thou Lord of the Hallowed Land, Sky hunter of dawn Master of the feather of truth; I call upon thee as a son calls to a father. Hear my call and indwell my Soul-Temple. Extend thy hand through the veils of time.

O Anpu who stands upon the Mountain, Thou who are upon the pillar of the north, Hear my call and indwell my Soul-Temple. O Sah who guards the heavens at night-time, Shine thy beams of Divine Light upon this supplicate. Here my call and indwell my Soul-Temple. I have cleansed my self in thy sacred lake, I have offered unto thee incense, Now indwell my Soul-Temple with Holy Fire.

O Divine Magician guide me through the celestial halls, Part the Veil of the hidden world and clear my vision. Initiate your humble servant into thy Secret Mysteries, Cast thou the Holy Circle of Starry Light. O Royal Child I see thee through the veils of time, I enfold thee in my Ka and rejoice in thy Divine embrace. The Ancient Ceremonies are performed, The chants echo across the temporal halls.

The Temple is rebuilt, the faith renewed. We are One, twin beams of light entwined, The Soul-Temple glows as a Golden Dawn, The Ancient Twilight glows across Space and Time. I am a Cosmic Jackal, a Power of Heaven.
Anpu indwells my Soul-Temple. I am complete.

Ankh,Bah,Mert (Life,Light,Love)”

Hymn to Anubis as ‘Opener of the Ways’

A HEAP of low, dark, rocky coast,Unknown to foot or feather!A...

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 17:08:09 -0300

A HEAP of low, dark, rocky coast,
Unknown to foot or feather!
A sea-voice moaning like a ghost;
And fits of fiery weather!

The flying Syrinx turned and sped
By dim, mysterious hollows,
Where night is black, and day is red,
And frost the fire-wind follows.

Strong, heavy footfalls in the wake
Came up with flights of water:
The gods were mournful for the sake
Of Ladon’s lovely daughter.

For when she came to spike and spine,
Where reef and river gather,
Her feet were sore with shell and chine;
She could not travel farther.

Across a naked strait of land
Blown sleet and surge were humming;
But trammelled with the shifting sand,
She heard the monster coming!

A thing of hoofs and horns and lust:
A gaunt, goat-footed stranger!
She bowed her body in the dust
And called on Zeus to change her;

And called on Hermes, fair and fleet,
And her of hounds and quiver,
To hide her in the thickets sweet
That sighed above the river.

So he that sits on flaming wheels,
And rules the sea and thunder,
Caught up the satyr by the heels
And tore his skirts asunder.

While Arcas, of the glittering plumes,
Took Ladon’s daughter lightly,
And set her in the gracious glooms
That mix with moon-mist nightly;

And touched her lips with wild-flower wine,
And changed her body slowly,
Till, in soft reeds of song and shine,
Her life was hidden wholly.

Syrinx by Henry Kendall

I. Out of the darkness comes light For those who wander in the...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 01:04:10 -0300

I.

Out of the darkness comes light
For those who wander in the darkness
Striding from the purple-robed stillness
Wherein the calls of birds echo in the void
Your light enfolds our bodies with warmth.

II.

Homage to thee, Oh Sun Goddess.
O you glorious Being, you who art provided with all things.
O Goddess, when you rise in the horizon of heaven,
A cry of joy comes out of the mouth of all peoples.
O you beautiful Being,
You renew yourself in your season;
Therefore in every place every heart swells with joy at your rising, for ever.
The eastern and the western parts of heaven come to thee with homage,
And give forth sounds of joy at your rising.
You rise in the horizon of heaven and shine upon the world beams of emerald light;
You art born from the water,
Who foster thee and order your members.
O you who art crowned Queen of creation, Goddess of life, Goddess of love,
Your lovers do homage to thee,
And your lovers embrace thee at all times.
They who are in your following sing to thee with joy
And bow down to the earth when they meet thee,
The Goddess of heaven, the Goddess of earth,
The Queen of right and truth, the Goddess of eternity,
The everlasting ruler, the Princess of all the Goddesses,
The Goddess of life,
The Creatrix of eternity, the maker of heaven by whom is established all that therein is.
The company of the Goddesses rejoice at your rising,
The earth is glad when it behold your love;
The peoples that have been long dead come forth with cries of joy to see your beauties.
You go forth over heaven and earth, made strong each day by your orgasm.
You pass through the uppermost heaven,
Thy heart swell with joy.
O you unformed substance of the earth, who didst create yourself.
The souls of the East follow thee, the souls of the West praise thee.
You art the ruler of all beings and you hast joy of heart within your shrine;
Thy heart shall be joyful for ever.

III.

This light is come, amid all lights the fairest; born is the brilliant, far-extending brightness.
Night, hath yielded up a birth-place for the Morning.
The Fair, the Bright is come with her offspring; to her the Dark One hath resigned her dwelling.
Akin, immortal, following each other, changing their colors both the heavens move onward.
Common, unending is the Sisters’ pathway; taught by the Goddess, alternately they travel.
Fair-formed, of different hues and yet one-minded, Night and Dawn clash not, neither do they travel.
Bright leader of glad sounds, our eyes behold her; splendid in hue she hath unclosed the portals.
She, stirring up the world, hath shown us riches: Dawn hath awakened every living creature.
Rich Dawn, she sets afoot the coiled-up sleeper, one for enjoyment, one for wealth or worship,
Those who saw little for extended vision. All living creatures hath the Dawn awakened.
One to high sway, one to exalted glory, one to pursue her gain, and one her labor:
All to regard their different vocations, all moving creatures hath the Dawn awakened.
We see her there, the Child of Heaven apparent, the young Maid, flushing in her shining raiment.
You sovereign Lady of all earthly treasure, flush on us here, auspicious Dawn, this morning.
She first of endless morns to come hereafter, follows the path of morns that have departed.
Dawn, at her rising, urges forth the living; who is dead she wakes not from her slumber.
As you, Dawn, hast caused Fire to be kindled, and with the Sun’s eye hast revealed creation.
And hast awakened women to offer worship, you hast performed, for the Goddess a noble service.
How long a time, and they shall be together,—Dawns that have shone and Dawns to shine hereafter?
She yearns for former Dawns with eager longing, and goes forth gladly shining with the others.
Gone are the women who in the days before us looked on the rising of the earlier Morning.
We, we the living, now behold her brightness and they come nigh who shall hereafter see her.
Foe-chaser, born of Law, the Law’s protectress, joy-giver, waker of all pleasant voices,
Auspicious, bringing food for the Goddesses’ enjoyment, shine on us here, most bright, O Dawn, this morning.
From days eternal hath Dawn shone, the Goddess, and shows this light to-day, endowed with riches.
So will she shine on days to come immortal she moves on in her own strength, undecaying.
In the sky’s borders hath she shone in splendor: the Goddess hath thrown off the veil of darkness.
Awakening the world with purple horses, on her well-harnessed chariot Dawn approaches.
Bringing all life-sustaining blessings with her, showing herself she sends forth brilliant luster.
Last of the countless mornings that have vanished, first of bright morns to come hath Dawn arisen.
Arise! the breath, the life, again hath reached us: darkness hath passed away and light approaches.
She for the Sun hath left a path to travel we have arrived where women prolong existence.
Singing the praises of refulgent Mornings with his hymn’s web the priestess, the poetess rises.
Shine then to-day, rich Maid, on she who lauds thee, shine down on us the gift of life and offspring.
Dawns giving daughters to women, shining upon the woman who brings offerings,—
Mother of Goddesses, shine forth exalted.
Rise up, bestowing praise on our devotion all-bounteous,
Whatever splendid wealth the Dawns bring with them to bless the woman who offers praise and worship.

IV.

Fain to bring light to homes of women the noble and active Goddess hath emerged from darkness.
She before all the living world hath wakened, the Lofty One who wins and gathers treasure.
Revived and ever young on high she glances. Dawn hath come first to our morning worship.
If, Dawn, thou Goddess nobly born, thou give fortune this day to all the race of mortals,
May the Goddess declare before the Sun that we are sinless.
Showing her wonted form each day that passes, spreading the light she visits each dwelling.
Eager for conquest, with bright sheen she comes. Her portion is the best of goodly treasures.
First among all sing forth, O joyous Morning.
Let our glad hymns and holy thoughts rise upward, for the flames brightly burning have ascended.
The far-refulgent Mornings make apparent the lovely treasures which the darkness covered.
The one departs and the other comes: unlike in hue day’s, halves march on successive.
One hides the gloom of the surrounding Parents. Dawn on her shining chariot is resplendent.
She who has knowledge of the first day’s nature is born refulgent white from out the darkness.
The Maiden breaks not the law of Order, day by day coming to the place appointed.
In pride of beauty like a maid thou go, O Goddess, to the lovers who longs to pleasure thee,
And smiling youthful, as you shines brightly, before your adoring lovers.
Fair as a lover embellished by her sister you show forth your form that all may see it.
Blessed art thou O Dawn. Shine yet more widely. No other Dawns have reached what thou attain.
In constant operation with the sunbeams,
The Dawns depart and come again and again assuming their wonted forms that promise happy fortune.
Obedient to the rein of Law Eternal give us each thought that more and more shall bless us.
Shine thou on us to-day, Dawn, swift to listen. With us be pleasure who worship.

V.

Now this day,
My sun mother, Amaterasu
Now that you have come out standing to your sacred place,
That from which we draw the water of life,
Here I give to you.
Your long life,
Your old age,
Your waters,
Your seeds,
Your riches,
Your power,
Your strong spirit,
All these to me may you grant.

VI.

The Sun comes, the darkness goes away,
The Sun comes, the Sun sets,
The darkness comes, the moon comes at night.
The day breaks, the Sun comes out,
The darkness goes away, the Sun comes.
The Moon comes out,
The Moon brightens the darkness,
The darkness departs;
The Moon comes out,
The Moon shines, taking away the darkness;
She goes along,
She has made bright the darkness, She sets.
The Sun comes out,
She follows the darkness.

Hymn to Amaterasu

“Homage to thee, god, son of a god. Homage to thee, heir,...

Sun, 07 Apr 2013 23:57:28 -0300

“Homage to thee, god, son of a god. Homage to thee, heir, son of an heir. Homage to thee, bull, son of a bull, who wast brought forth by a holy goddess. Homage to thee, Horus, who comest forth from Osiris, and wast brought forth by the goddess Isis. I recite thy words of power, I speak with thy magical utterance. I pronounce a spell in thine own words, which thy heart hath created, and all the spells and incantations which have come forth from thy mouth, which thy father Keb commanded thee , and thy mother Nut gave to thee, and the majesty of the Governor of Sekhem taught thee to make use of for thy protection, in order to double (or, repeat) thy protective formulae, to shut the mouth of every reptile which is in heaven, and on the earth, and in the waters, to make men and women to live, to make the gods to be at peace , and to make Ra to employ his magical spells through thy chants of praise. Come to me this day, quickly, quickly, as thou workest the paddle of the Boat of the god. Drive thou away from me every lion on the plain, and every crocodile in the waters, and all mouths which bite (or, sting) in their holes. Make thou them before me like the stone of the mountain, like a broken pot lying about in a quarter of the town. Dig thou out from me the poison which riseth and is in every member of him that is under the knife. Keep thou watch over him … … by means of thy words. Verily let thy name be invoked this day. Let thy power (qefau) come into being in him. Exalt thou thy magical powers. Make me to live and him whose throat is closed up. Then shall mankind give thee praise, and the righteous (?) shall give thanks unto thy forms. And all the gods likewise shall invoke thee, and in truth thy name shall be invoked this day. I am Horus Shet”

Hymn of Praise to Horus

Queen of the damned, mistress of the frozen breeze. Beauty is...

Thu, 04 Apr 2013 23:35:00 -0300

Queen of the damned, mistress of the frozen breeze.

Beauty is she, though it is a vanity in-cased in ice.

On a throne of translucent cold she sits.

Her icy breath can be felt across the world

Her immortal eyes glazed by sheets of diamond frost.

Visions of death she brings, seeings of eternity in frozen waste.

Her heart a glacier within her chest.

Her embrace turns the heart within to stone.

Hear her soft whisper, and your blood shall run cold.

Lovers seduced into hypothermia by her touch.

Victums shattered by her grasp.

Her anger a never ending avalanche.

Her despair a terrifying hailstorm.

Her love an unearthly veil of blue.

She covers the world in a blanket of white

No one can escape her cold grasp

We freeze when she is near

Even when she is not close to us we still feel her

Only the brave ones dare face her

Her icy breath blows back and forth

She is the wind that blows on a cold winter night

She does not fear man

None can escape her soul-piercing gaze

Her eyes the colour of ice

She chills the souls of man

Not letting any escape

Her hair the colour of the freshest snow

Her hands as cold as the tundra in mid winter

She calls to us

and we call her Khione…

We come to her despite the cold

We have become ensnared

By the Ice Queen

Hymn to Khione

Thoth, son of Re, moon, of beautiful rising, lord of appearing,...

Thu, 04 Apr 2013 00:56:02 -0300

Thoth, son of Re, moon, of beautiful rising, lord of appearing, light of the gods, hail to you, moon, Thoth, bull in Khmun, dweller in Hesret, who makes way for the gods! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Who knows the secrets, who records their expression, who distinguishes one speech from another, who is judge of everyone! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Keen-faced in the ship-of-millions, courier of humankind, who knows a man by his utterance, who makes the deed rise against the doer! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Who contents Re, advises the sole lord, lets him know whatever happens; at dawn he summons in heaven, and forgets not yesterday’s report! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Who makes safe the night-bark, makes tranquil the day-bark, with arms outstretched in the bow of the ship. O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Pure-faced when he takes the stern-rope, as the day-bark rejoices in the night-bark’s joy, at the feast of crossing the sky. O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Who fells the fiend, the ennead in the night-bark worship you lord Thoth, they say to you: “Hail, son of Re, praised of Re, whom the gods applaud!” O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

They repeat what your ka wishes, as you make way for the place of the bark, as you act against that fiend: you cut off his head, you break his ba, you cast his corpse in the fire, you are the god who slaughters him! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Nothing is done without your knowing, great one, son of a great one, who came from her limbs, champion of Harakhti, wise friend in On, who makes the place of gods, who knows the secrets, expounds their words! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

I give praise to you, Thoth, straight plummet in the scales, who repulses evil, who accepts him who learns not on crime! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

The vizier who settles cases, who changes turmoil to peace; the scribe of the mat who keeps the book, who punishes crime, who accepts the submissive! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Wise among the ennead, who relates what was forgotten. O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Counsellor to him who errs, who remembers the fleeting moment, who reports the hour of night, whose words endure forever, who enter dat, knows those in it, and records them in the list! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

Thoth, son of Re, moon, you who distinguished the tongue of every foreign land, you who recalls all that has been forgotten, you who balances the scales, scribe of the gods, lord of the books, counter of the stars, lord of magic! Hail to you Ibis-headed one, who knows all secrets, great is your word! O Thoth, you I adore, you I invoke!

A royal offering to you, Thoth, lord of writing, lord of Khmun, who determines maat, who embarks Re in the night-bark. May you hear your suppliant’s mystic praise.

I am the righteous one towards the courtiers, if a wrong is told me, my tongue is skilled to set it right. I am the recorder of royal laws, who gives directions to the courtiers, wise in speech, there is nothing I ignore. I am the adviser to the gods, who teaches man his course, without forgetting my charge. I am the one who reports to the lord of the two lands, who speaks of whatever was forgotten, who does not ignore the words of the lord. For I am a just one of god since being on earth, I satisfy him maat every day. I have shunned wrongdoing before him, I never did evil since my birth; indeed I am a gentle one before god, one wise, one calm, who listens to maat. May I always be in the crew of the neshmet-bark, at its feast in the region of Peqer. I am the herald of the council, who does not ignore the plans of his majesty.

For I am Thoth, son of Re, iah-Djehuty, the moon god, Sheps, lord of Khemennu, Asten, Khenti, Mehi, Hab, and A’an. I am the one who distinguished the tongue of every foreign land, who recalls all that has been forgotten, who balances the scales, scribe of the gods, lord of the books, counter of the stars, lord of magic! For I am he who is like the ibis, who knows all secrets, great is my word!

Hymn to Thoth

Behold, I smell the earth before the mighty one. Behold how I...

Tue, 02 Apr 2013 21:57:00 -0300

Behold, I smell the earth before the mighty one.

Behold how I have kept the vigil in the shrine of Sekhmet.

Behold, I am the child, the child of Sekhmet, the lady of the east.

I am with her. I am one with her.

I am Sekhmet and the flames of all those who praise her.

I am the hand of the powerful goddess, wearer of the solar disc.

I am the twice beautiful one, more splendid than yesterday.

I am she who goes forth with Ra.

I am she.

My hair is the hair of Sekhmet, the golden one.

My eyes are the eyes of the lioness.

My ears are the ears of the goddess.

My nose is the nose of she who can sniff out all evil.

My teeth are the fangs, which can devour the darkness.

My neck is the neck of the divine goddess.

My hands are the hands with long claws.

My forearms are the forearms of the mighty one.

My backbone is golden and it shines with splendour.

My chest is the chest of the mighty one of terror.

My belly and back are the belly and back of Sekhmet.

My buttocks are strong, as the goddess.

My hips and legs are the hips and legs of the goddess.

My feet are the clawed feet of the lion goddess.

There is no part of me that is not of the goddess.

I am Sekhmet who cometh forth in the dawn.

I am the power of Ra by day.

I shall not be dragged back by my arms

and none shall lay violent hands upon me, lest I destroy them utterly.

Neither man nor god shall hurt me, nor shall the living,

or shall the holy dead detain me.

Nor shall the demons destroy me in battle,

or I am Sekhmet and I shall eat off their faces.

I am she who cometh forth.

I am yesterday and I am the seer of millions of years.

J am the power of the divine judge.

I dwell in the east.

I am the lady of eternity, the unveiled one. .

My name is created to defy all evil.

I am the flame that shineth in the sanctuary.

I am Sekhmet.

A prayer to Sekhmet

“To Gaia, Fumigation from every kind of Seed, except beans...

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 23:25:15 -0300

“To Gaia, Fumigation from every kind of Seed, except beans and aromatics. O mother Gaia, of Gods and men the source, endured with fertile, all-destroying force; all-parent, bounding, whose prolific powers produce a store of beauteous fruits and flowers. All-various maid, the immortal world’s strong base, eternal, blessed, crowned with every grace; from whose wide womb as from an endless root, fruits many-formed, mature, and grateful shoot. Deep-bosomed, blessed, pleased with grassy plains, sweet to the smell, and with prolific rains. All-flowery Daimon, centre of the world, around thy orb the beauteous stars are hurled with rapid whirl, eternal and divine, whose frames with matchless skill and wisdom shine. Come, blessed Goddess, listen to my prayer, and make increase of fruits thy constant care; with fertile seasons (horai) in thy train draw near, and with propitious mind thy suppliants hear.”

Orphic Hymn 26 to Gaia

“Hestia, in the high dwellings of all, both deathless gods...

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:42:22 -0300

“Hestia, in the high dwellings of all, both deathless gods and men who walk on earth, you ahve gained an everlasting abode and highest honour: glorious is your portion and your right. For without you mortals hold no banquet,—where one does not duly pour sweet wine in offering to Hestia both first and last. And you, Argeiphontes [Hermes], son of Zeus and Maia, … be favourable and help us, you and Hestia, the worshipful and dear. Come and dwell in this glorious house in friendship together; for you two, well knowing the noble actions of men, aid on their wisdom and their strength. Hail, Daughter of Kronos (Cronus), and you also, Hermes.”

Homeric Hymn 24 to Hestia

“I sing of Artemis with shafts are of gold...

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 21:43:40 -0300

“I sing of Artemis with shafts are of gold (khryselakatos), strong-voiced (keladeine), the revered virgin (parthenon aidoine), dear-shooting (elaphebolos), delighter in arrows (iokheaira), own sister to Apollon of the golden sword (khrysaor). Over the shadowy hills and windy peaks she draws her golden bow, rejoicing in the chase, and sends out grievous shafts. The tops of the high mountains tremble and the tangled wood echoes awesomely with the outcry of beasts: earth quakes and the sea also where fishes shoal. But the goddess with a bold heart turns every way destroying the race of wild beasts: and when she is satisfied and has cheered her heart, then the huntress who delights in arrows (theroskopos iokheaira) slackens her supple bow and goes to the great house of her dear brother Phoibos Apollon, to the rich land of Delphoi, there to order the lovely dance of the Mousai (Muses) and Kharites (Charites, Graces). There she hangs up her curved bow and her arrows, and heads and leads the dances, gracefully arrayed, while all they utter their heavenly voice, singing how neat-ankled Leto bare children supreme among the immortals both in thought and deed.
Hail to you, children of Zeus and rich-haired Leto! And now I will remember you and another song also.”

Homeric Hymn 27 to Artemis

Praise the Great Cat, kissing the ground before Ra the Great...

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 00:56:00 -0300

Praise the Great Cat, kissing the ground before Ra the Great God!

O peaceful one Who turns to peace,

You are revealed in the words of Your children

When even seeming nonsense proves profound.

You have shown me darkness for that which I have done.

Make light for me so I can see Your beauty.

You are present in the sun’s healing rays,

The glowing warmth after the storm.

You are there in the rhythm of motion and sound,

But there is no more fanciful dance than Your whim,

No brighter music than Your laughter.

For You alone knows the joke —

The answer will be shown in time

When we unexpectedly land on our feet.

Turn to me, Peace-loving one Who knows forgiveness.

May You give me life, prosperity and health.

Bast, beloved, when Thy people call.

Hymn to Bast of The Cats

“Of Kythereia [Aphrodite], born in Kypros (Cyprus), I will...

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 21:42:25 -0300

“Of Kythereia [Aphrodite], born in Kypros (Cyprus), I will sing. She gives kindly gifts to men: smiles are ever on her lovely face, and lovely is the brightness that plays over it. Hail, goddess, queen of well-built Salamis and sea-girt Kypros; grant me a cheerful song. And now I will remember you and another song also.”

Homeric Hymn 10 to Aphrodite

“I will sing of stately Aphrodite, gold-crowned and...

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 21:41:22 -0300

“I will sing of stately Aphrodite, gold-crowned and beautiful, whose dominion is the walled cities of all sea-set Kypros (Cyprus). There the moist breath of Zephyros the western wind wafted her over the waves of the loud-moaning sea in soft foam, ad there the gold-filleted Horai (Seasons) welcomed her joyously. [The story of the birth of Aphrodite follows.] …
Hail, sweetly-winning, coy-eyed goddess! Grant that I may gain the victory in this contest, and order you my song. And now I will remember you and another song also.”

Homeric Hymn 6 to Aphrodite

Homage to Thee, O Great Goddess, Thou Master of all Truth, Oh my...

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 01:08:00 -0300

Homage to Thee, O Great Goddess, Thou Master of all Truth,

Oh my Goddess, and have brought myself hither that I may become conscious of Thy decrees.

I know Thee and am attuned with Thee and Thy two and forty laws which exist with Thee in this Chamber of Maat.

In Truth & Justice I come into Thy Attunement, and I have brought Maat in my mind and Soul.

I have destroyed wickedness for Thee.

I have not done evil to mankind.

I have not oppressed the members of my family.

I have not wrought evil place of right and Truth.

I have no intimacy with worthless men.

I have not demanded first consideration.

I have not decreed that excessive labour be performed for me.

I have not brought forward my name for exaltation to honours.

I have not defrauded the oppressed of Property.

I have made no man suffer hunger

I have made no one to weep.

I have caused no pain to be inflicted upon man or animal.

I have not defrauded the Temple of their oblations.

I have not diminished from the bushel.

I have not filched away land.

I have not encroached upon the fields of others.

I have not added to the weights of the scales to cheat the seller and I have not misread the pointer of the scales to cheat the buyer.

I have not kept milk from the mouths of children.

I have not turned back the water at the time it should flow.

I have not extinguished the fire when it should burn.

I have not repulsed God in His Manifestation.

I am Pure! I am Pure! I am Pure!

My purity is the purity of the Divinity of the Holy Temple.

Therefore evil shall not befall me in this world, because I, even I, know the Laws of God which are God.

All praise to Maat burning in the Southern Mansion,

Radiating the fertile flame of the Inner Sun

All praise to the Lady of Cosmic Law and Social Justice,

Renew our Strength by thy Light!

Prayer to Maat, Goddess of Truth and Justice