sobekreshuten:

feathermoult:

amongfalcons:

Osiris is the decaying leaves in autumn-touched forests, feeding the seeds below to burst forth in springtime, awakening the birds, and the squirrels, and the natural orchestra. He is the Dead that rest in the heart of the earth, and He is their posterity that live on to better the world. Osiris lives among the abandoned house, the crumbling ruin, and within the farmer’s prospering yield. He is the unending cycle, the holy communion of life and death.

Small victories are found when Heru calls. He is the sword of courage, and the shield of confidence. Heru is the act of speaking when no one else will, and taking the fall when others are unable to. He is the success story, the role model, the dream and the dreamer. No battle is too big, no accomplishment too small. He is the new job that opens way for the promise of Better Things. He is the love from your family and friends, He is the applause from the crowd, He is the support from your peers. Heru is the feeling that all will be okay in the end, and the understanding that success takes time.

Nut is the stars, the constellations, the fabric of space. She lifts away the bright blue veil of day to bring the solemn silence of the night. Nut is the relaxing embrace of your blankets as you lay in bed, and She is the numbing pull as you drift off to sleep, and the One who pulls back the curtains between this world and the other. The lullaby your parents once sang you before bed was Her promise of rest. She is the metamorphosis, the preparation for rebirth with the morning sun. Nut is knowing that you should not fear the kiss of night.

Geb is the Earth. He is what grounds us, what connects us to one another and to the environment around us. He is the mighty earthquake and the destructive volcano, but also the proud mountain and the tranquil valley. He shifts beneath us in invisible ways, but Geb never lets us go. His grasp is gravity. His love is eternal. He gives and He takes, and he Sleeps but is Awake. Geb is our home. Geb is all around us, all the time.

The Netjeru are everywhere. Look closely and you shall find Them. Remember to give thanks.

divinecerviine:

i find that since today is balls day, the day where we celebrate Set’s new gonads, that i should make this post

its been done before but ever since ive been looking into satanism again, i keep seeing theistic satanists (not dual-worshipping kemetics) worshipping Set like he is Satan. and as a kemetic and a theistic luciferian, i feel like its appropriate that i say this myself

Set is Not Satan!! Set is not the “egyptian version” of Satan or Lucifer. Set is the god of chaos, yes, but necessary chaos. most views on how Satan is as a god is that he is chaotic, but just for the sake of being chaotic and individualistic (if that makes sense?). Set does the things that he does because they’re necessary for certain things to happen. like killing his brother, Osiris; that had to happen in order for there to be an afterlife.

Set is also not only a chaotic god but he also protects Ra!! and slays apep!! Set being considered the god of necessary chaos does not mean that he is only the god of necessary chaos. no gods (at least in the egyptian pantheon) are limited to what their ‘titles’ may say.

please please please, if you respect Set, i would suggest not worshipping him as if he is Satan or Lucifer. im not here to police anyone on how they worship or go about their path but i find that it may be rather disrespectful to view Set as ‘the egyptian Satan’. if you want an ‘egyptian Satan’, look at apep (’the nameless one’). but seriously dont worship ‘the nameless one’ because that thing will literally eat everything we know and love. it is not a god!

idk, i just felt certain gut feelings recently that i should make this post

ladyofplagues:

reblog for Sekhmet slaying a/p/e/p on your blog

smarmykemeticpagan:

i also saw someone in that thread say “a/pep is supposed to be ‘nothing’ AND” “racism”?? how garbled” as if it’s a contradiction somehow. how can something be both ‘nothingness’ and ‘evil’?

dudes……evil is nothingness, a ‘nothingness’ of the spirit. it’s what happens when you lack the inner spark and substance to do right. forget the hollywood shit where the Bad Guy is complicated and interesting and dark. real evil isn’t complicated, or interesting, or philosophical. it’s just a pit where everything human falls into to die. it doesn’t take courage or strength to be cruel. there’s no wisdom or ‘realness’ in selfishness. no value in the ignorance and laziness that enables it. 

“It is indeed my opinion now that evil is never “radical,” that it is only extreme, and that it possesses neither depth nor any demonic dimension. It can overgrow and lay waste the whole world precisely because it spreads like a fungus on the surface. It is “thought-defying,” as I said, because thought tries to reach some depth, to go to the roots, and the moment it concerns itself with evil, it is frustrated because there is nothing. That is its “banality.” Only the good has depth that can be radical.” –

Hannah Arendt

amongfalcons:

Netjeru, guide my Heart, 

So that It shall go boldly forth into the night. 

Netjeru, wrap your arms around It, 

so that my Heart shall not become rigid 

and break

like fragile glass upon hardened ground.

Build my Heart like steel; 

Strong, but malleable

Sturdy, but flexible

And able to carry Its own weight.

Netjeru, teach me to love myself,

and to trust in my Heart.

The brain may tell us lies,

but the Heart cannot.

witchyllamalover:

I love being pagan/polytheist because it’s so personal. I can see the influence of the gods in my life. I can establish a personal practice around what I value the most. Each deity I work with is unique and multi-faceted. There are different gods I can call on for help and guidance with different tasks who I know will be an expert in that area. It’s incredible and overwhelming–and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

currently-imagining:

When you get that random urge to research your gods, listen to it. You may feel like you’re well versed in the mythos (and maybe you are) but there’s always something to learn and, more often than not, that feeling is the gods wanting you to find out some new bit of info or look at a different perspective. What I love about the gods is their fluidity and how much they can change in your eyes.

amdk62rulez:

“The Royal Child,
Guide me so I may see clearly.
Protect me so I may fly freely.
Teach me so I may love truly.”

— all I have to offer is my heart, but be careful cause its burned many // r.w. (via inpw)

arcreads:

heofspeckledplumage:

Being a Kemetic is weird because sometimes people slash through words so that their posts don’t show up in searches for that word (I mostly see vulture culture stuff like this), and I spend a solid minute confused, like:

“What are they trying to destroy/erase/curse x thing?”

And then I realize that’s not universal

-cackling-