Manu ⚖️𓋹

📍21y, brazilian,𓂀 - black women, 📜🪶- kemetic polytheism, she/her

[sutekh-rising]

Solar/Lunar birds

[the-netjeru-are-in-festival]

Bes Epithet hymn for household blessing

"He who comes from the east

He who rises with the solar disk

Lord of the mountains of the west

Lord of Punt, Lord of Nubia

Divine Child and Protector

The mighty one of the golden ones

Who came from the Eye of Udjat,

Musician of Ra

Bes hity, Bes Aha

Hail Bes!"

[wanderingskemetic]

Me in finals season.

[l-ile]

[goldenwolfen]

I dreamt briefly of Hathor last night. She was the Egyptian goddess of love, joy, music, and motherhood. She was also a protector of the dead, guiding them safely into the afterlife. This is one of my all time favorite and best pieces IMHO, and very appropriate to my life personally right now. Her kindness, love, and reassurance is a balm. Prints Here Wood Pendants Here

[buggeeart]

🪷Nefertem🪷

[homunculus-argument]

Grave offerings and burying the dead with tools and goods is actually such a deeply human thing to do. It's not really even necessarily about how much you believe in a literal afterlife or them taking the tools with them. It's also just going Wait, I'm Not Done Taking Care Of You, let me make you one more pair of socks so your feet won't be cold when you go wherever it is where I can't follow.

[the-ointment-jar]

A poem of my favourite theophoric names for Bast.

Emauibast, in the arms of Bast,

Herubast, who satisfies Bast,

Khaibbast, Bast makes the heart rejoice,

Netjerbast, divine is Bast.

Seneferbast, who delights Bast,

Seneferankhbast, who causes life to be beautiful, who delights the life of Bast.

Seneferibbast, who delights the heart of Bast,

Snedjemibbast, pleasing the heart of Bast,

Wahemibbast, carrying out the heart of Bast,

Wahibbast, steadfast is the heart of Bast.

Khenmetbast, united with Bast,

Maketbast, protected by Bast,

Meribast, beloved of Bast.

Iry-ib-bast, one who does what Bast desires, what Bast loves, for Bast's heart — who belongs to the heart of Bast.

[anneliesemak]

for this month’s character design challenge: the egyptian god, Khnum

[kaavyayippie]

Hii!! This is my first post. Here's my art of Medjed and Aten!

[sebabastet]

My personal favorite epithet's of Lady Bastet from the Lexikon der Ägyptischer Götter und Götterbezeichnungen

nbt pt tA – The lady of heaven and earth

mHt aH m Awt ib – Who fills the palace with joy

nfrt Hr – She with perfect face

nDmt sTy – She with pleasant scent

irt Sat m XAkw ib – Who inflicts a massacre against the crooked-hearted

nbt hy – The Mistress of Jubilation

Haa nTrw rmT n mAA.s – The gods and people rejoice at the sight of her

Spst wsrt – The Magnificent and Mighty One

nbwt – The Golden One

wsrt ib – She with the powerful heart

[egypt-museum]

Wooden foot-stool from the Tomb of Tutankhamun with varied prisoners depicted in bondage, the traditional enemies of Egypt, "The Nine Bows".

Discovered within the antechamber of the Boy King's tomb (KV62), the stool is one of many wooden furnishes discovered, and is inlaid with faïence and decorated with gilded gold.

Now in the Egyptian Museum, Cairo. JE 62046

[egypt-museum]

Group of weeping women, from Chapel of Maya

The funerary chapel of Maya was discovered in 1906 by Ernesto Schiaparelli’s archaeological mission in the necropolis of Deir el-Medina, a few meters from the tomb of Kha. Egyptian wall painting was applied a tempera. In Maya’s chapel, the mudbrick walls were covered with a plaster of fresh mud and straw, painted after drying. The paintings of this chapel are exceptionally preserved, although not in their entirety.

New Kingdom, late 18th Dynasty, ca. 1353-1292 BC. Tomb of Maya (TT338), Deir el-Medina, Thebes. Now in the Egyptian Museum of Turin. S. 7910

[egypt-museum]

Anubis, Hathor-Imentet and Osiris

Tomb of Nefertari (QV66), Valley of the Queens, Thebes.

[fruitjuucy]

Pentheus and the Maenads

Scene from Euripides’ The Bacchae

linktree

[satirredraws]

Dua Djehuty, Lord of the sacred words.

[ashstfu]

i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever