Egyptian Mythology |
The story of Ra
Re was an egg that had emerged out of a pond every dawn, noon, and sunset. He can shape-shift into anything he desired. Although before that the land was just darkness. At that time he had then created god’s of the elements.
· Nun was the Goddess of water
· Shu was the Goddess of the winds
· Tefnut was the God of rain
· Geb the God of earth
· Nut the Goddess of the sky
· Khepera the God of the dawn
· Re was the God of noon
· Atum the God of the night
After Re had named and created all of the things of the earth and let them grow, he had lastly created men and women.
Although in time being in the form of a man Re grew old, and man that he had created disobeyed his laws. So Re looked for a solution by going to a secret pond by himself and meeting with the gods. The gods then made a decision and told the elderly Pharaoh to send his daughter Sekhmet.
In doubt the Pharaoh then did what the gods commanded him to do. He sent out his daughter Sekhmet, which sent fear in the people of the land of Egypt. They ran from the lion-like girl who thirsted for flesh and blood. For the slaughter’s she had made, the Nile River ran red with blood of the guilty and innocent of the ravenous daughter of the Pharaoh.
The Pharaoh Re had created a monster, and now he must take her out. Now, since she thirsted for blood, he decided to have his maids make a strong beer, and the fastest messengers that run upon the earth to go fetch Elephantine. After it has been fetched, the Pharaoh had mixed it with the beer that was made. Seven thousand jars of the mix was made and sent out over the land spilled the earth at least nine inches deep.
Sekhmet was walking along thinking about another slaughter licking her lips, until she found the earth covered in puddles of “blood”. She laughed sounding like the roar of a lioness, and eagerly licked up the “blood” until it was all gone. Now drunk and drowsy, she went back to the kingdom to her father. He welcomed her home, “Welcome home sweet one.” That day she had not killed a single man. Mankind was saved from a close extinction.
Although as the years went by the once young Pharaoh had aged. Every day he would look older and more fragile. Until one day as the Pharaoh was taking a path to Lower Egypt, a snake so deadly, dangerous, and unseeable, had bitten the wizened Pharaoh.
Pharaoh Re cried out in pain as the cobra slithered away. The Gods and Goddesses concerned for their old friend and creator had come to meet him.
They all crowded around Re asking, “What is it? What ails you?”
But the Pharaoh could find no words from the pain as the venom made its way through his veins.
Once he was able to find words he said,
“Help me, you whom I have made. Something urt me and I don’t know who or what it is. I have made all things, except this, I have not made myself.”
The King, flustered but in great agony, laid there on the ground with the weeping gods and goddesses around him. Until Isis, the healer, the queen of magic who breathes life: and cures those who are dying with words she only knows. The daughter of Geb and Nut. Isis knows all except for the Secret Name of Re.
Coming upon the pained king she had asked,
“What is it divine father? Has a snake bitten you? Has a creature you created come against you? I will drive it out with my magic and make it bow down before your glory.”
Even when she said this, she Isis was the one who had created the poisonous King Cobra.
But, with that the ailed king replied,
“I took the usual trail through my two lands of Egypt, all I had wished was to look upon the lands and creatures I had made. But alas, I was bitten from a snake I did not see, a snake I had not created. Now I burn as if fire courses through my veins, and shiver as if water has entered them too. I sweat, with it running down my face, as it does on the other faces of men in the mid-summer day.”
“Tell me your Secret Name that you hold.” Isis said in a smooth, comforting voice. “Tell it to me divine father: and by speaking your name, my spells can cure your pain and suffering.”
With that Re spoke many names that were his.
“I am the maker of Heaven and Earth. I am the builder of many mountains and hills throughout the world. I am the light and darkness. I am the creator of the Great River of Egypt. I am the Kindler of Fire that burns in the sky; yes I am Khepera in the morning, Re at the noontide, and Tum in the evening.”
But Isis didn’t say another word. As the poison coursed through the king’s veins, she knew that those names were not either the Secret Name that he beheld. Those names, were the names that all of mankind knew. She looked at the dying king and said,
“You and I both know that those names that you spoke, not either one, is the one that I need to learn my divine father. Tell me your Secret Name.”
The poison burned more than fire ever had, and so the dying Pharaoh had said at last, “Let the Name of Power pass through my heart into the heart of Isis!”
Once she had the name she said,
“By the name which I know, let the poison leave Father Re forever!”
The poison had left the king and he died there in peace.
· Nun was the Goddess of water
· Shu was the Goddess of the winds
· Tefnut was the God of rain
· Geb the God of earth
· Nut the Goddess of the sky
· Khepera the God of the dawn
· Re was the God of noon
· Atum the God of the night
After Re had named and created all of the things of the earth and let them grow, he had lastly created men and women.
Although in time being in the form of a man Re grew old, and man that he had created disobeyed his laws. So Re looked for a solution by going to a secret pond by himself and meeting with the gods. The gods then made a decision and told the elderly Pharaoh to send his daughter Sekhmet.
In doubt the Pharaoh then did what the gods commanded him to do. He sent out his daughter Sekhmet, which sent fear in the people of the land of Egypt. They ran from the lion-like girl who thirsted for flesh and blood. For the slaughter’s she had made, the Nile River ran red with blood of the guilty and innocent of the ravenous daughter of the Pharaoh.
The Pharaoh Re had created a monster, and now he must take her out. Now, since she thirsted for blood, he decided to have his maids make a strong beer, and the fastest messengers that run upon the earth to go fetch Elephantine. After it has been fetched, the Pharaoh had mixed it with the beer that was made. Seven thousand jars of the mix was made and sent out over the land spilled the earth at least nine inches deep.
Sekhmet was walking along thinking about another slaughter licking her lips, until she found the earth covered in puddles of “blood”. She laughed sounding like the roar of a lioness, and eagerly licked up the “blood” until it was all gone. Now drunk and drowsy, she went back to the kingdom to her father. He welcomed her home, “Welcome home sweet one.” That day she had not killed a single man. Mankind was saved from a close extinction.
Although as the years went by the once young Pharaoh had aged. Every day he would look older and more fragile. Until one day as the Pharaoh was taking a path to Lower Egypt, a snake so deadly, dangerous, and unseeable, had bitten the wizened Pharaoh.
Pharaoh Re cried out in pain as the cobra slithered away. The Gods and Goddesses concerned for their old friend and creator had come to meet him.
They all crowded around Re asking, “What is it? What ails you?”
But the Pharaoh could find no words from the pain as the venom made its way through his veins.
Once he was able to find words he said,
“Help me, you whom I have made. Something urt me and I don’t know who or what it is. I have made all things, except this, I have not made myself.”
The King, flustered but in great agony, laid there on the ground with the weeping gods and goddesses around him. Until Isis, the healer, the queen of magic who breathes life: and cures those who are dying with words she only knows. The daughter of Geb and Nut. Isis knows all except for the Secret Name of Re.
Coming upon the pained king she had asked,
“What is it divine father? Has a snake bitten you? Has a creature you created come against you? I will drive it out with my magic and make it bow down before your glory.”
Even when she said this, she Isis was the one who had created the poisonous King Cobra.
But, with that the ailed king replied,
“I took the usual trail through my two lands of Egypt, all I had wished was to look upon the lands and creatures I had made. But alas, I was bitten from a snake I did not see, a snake I had not created. Now I burn as if fire courses through my veins, and shiver as if water has entered them too. I sweat, with it running down my face, as it does on the other faces of men in the mid-summer day.”
“Tell me your Secret Name that you hold.” Isis said in a smooth, comforting voice. “Tell it to me divine father: and by speaking your name, my spells can cure your pain and suffering.”
With that Re spoke many names that were his.
“I am the maker of Heaven and Earth. I am the builder of many mountains and hills throughout the world. I am the light and darkness. I am the creator of the Great River of Egypt. I am the Kindler of Fire that burns in the sky; yes I am Khepera in the morning, Re at the noontide, and Tum in the evening.”
But Isis didn’t say another word. As the poison coursed through the king’s veins, she knew that those names were not either the Secret Name that he beheld. Those names, were the names that all of mankind knew. She looked at the dying king and said,
“You and I both know that those names that you spoke, not either one, is the one that I need to learn my divine father. Tell me your Secret Name.”
The poison burned more than fire ever had, and so the dying Pharaoh had said at last, “Let the Name of Power pass through my heart into the heart of Isis!”
Once she had the name she said,
“By the name which I know, let the poison leave Father Re forever!”
The poison had left the king and he died there in peace.