Not Decaying In The Other World

My first “N” post for the Pagan Blog Project is direct from Normandi Ellis’ “Awakening Osiris”. It is one of my favourite pieces. It has been translated from two chapters from the papyrus of Ani, “The chapter of not suffering corruption in Neterkhert”, and “The chapter of not perishing and becoming alive in Neterkhert”.
This post is also my first contribution to articles for the KIN Website.

It is clear from reading this text that the Kemetics thought that the physical body could in someway reanimate post death. As mention is made about transforming into light, I wonder if the flesh reassembles itself once all the soul parts are united and becomes an indestructible thing more solid than flesh but with a transparent light feel or look? What does transfigured flesh look like I wonder?

Not Decaying In The Other World

Body, how still you are.

Are you dreaming?

Body, are you thinking of old places, old things?

The hands of Ausar lie crossed on his chest, the thumbs touch, two hands like the wings of a falcon.

Why do the hands not fly away?

Why does the soul not rise up?

The fingers of Ausar do not move.

They do not take bread to his mouth.

His lips are parched.

He does not drink wine.

His legs will not dance in the darkness.

The worm inches through the dust.

Body, rise up singing.

May my fingers practice making fists.

May my legs quiver and my feet stamp.

Body, do not dream the old, easy dreams forever.

Flesh, do not rot and stink.

Child of sky, child of earth, rise up and speak.

Child of dawn, put on your crown.

We’ll travel far to the desert where the water bubbles up fresh from the rocks, where the olive trees grow low to the ground along the wadi, where the caves are cool and the hermits living there keep their secrets.

Rise up, flesh.

Do not rot and stink.

Do not let my legs be eaten by worms.

Do not let darkness overtake me.

Body, body, turn to light.

Run your fingers through the dust.

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