RE: Jesus’ Failed Prophecy About His Return
January 10, 2019 at 4:53 am
(This post was last modified: January 10, 2019 at 4:59 am by The Grand Nudger.)
The dead were escorted to the Gates of The Field of Reeds (heaven) by Anubis (psychopomp) and other assorted whosits and whatsits....depending on the circumstances of their death and their social station in the moment of. At which point, Maat (order) was the feather against which ones heart was weighed (thus the ritual embalming) as they recited their affirmations (which are those 42 statements - invoked retrospectively as a claim that one had lived ones life to the criteria set - in this case the divine mandate). If they were found wanting or lying*, they would be consumed by Ammit (chaos)....represented as a chimera...and not at all unlike the crocs in the waters of the nile.
*More broadly, and more deeply, if they were found to be un-confident in their claims. What seemed to matter most, in the literary reading...was a persons intent and self appraisal. If they genuinely believed themselves to be worthy...then they were, or..at least, as worthy as such a person could conceivably be. The motiff being a reward for and continuation of order (the field of reeds was a mirror image of this life that persisted unto eternity - edification of the status quo) set against the punishment of dissolution into chaos.
*More broadly, and more deeply, if they were found to be un-confident in their claims. What seemed to matter most, in the literary reading...was a persons intent and self appraisal. If they genuinely believed themselves to be worthy...then they were, or..at least, as worthy as such a person could conceivably be. The motiff being a reward for and continuation of order (the field of reeds was a mirror image of this life that persisted unto eternity - edification of the status quo) set against the punishment of dissolution into chaos.
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