Canopic Jars of Isetemkheb D, Chief of the Harem of Amun-Re
Third Intermediate Period, 21st Dynasty, ca. 1077-943 BC.
Now in the Hurghada Museum. JE 26254

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Canopic Jars of Isetemkheb D, Chief of the Harem of Amun-Re
Third Intermediate Period, 21st Dynasty, ca. 1077-943 BC.
Now in the Hurghada Museum. JE 26254
A cursed canopic jar for the bat god. Or a goth cookie jar.
Canopic chest
Canopic Jars
Canopic chest belonging to Amenemhat, with sledge base, featuring depictions of the goddesses Isis, Nephthys, Neith and Selket. 18th Dynasty, Egyptian. British Museum. EA35809
Canopic Jars, 1080-720 B.C.E
Limestone
Egyptian
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Canopic jars were made to contain the organs that were removed from the body in the process of mummification: the lungs, liver, intestines, and stomach. Each organ was protected by one of the Four Sons of Horus.
Baboon (Hapy) - Held the lungs
Jackal (Duamutef) - Held the stomach
Human (Imsety) - Held the liver
Falcon (Qebehsenuef) - Held the intestines
-Description from The Met
And I turned to see the voice that spake with me. And being turned, I saw seven golden candlesticks; And in the midst of the seven candlesticks one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with a golden girdle. His head and his hairs were white like wool, as white as snow; and his eyes were as a flame of fire; And his feet like unto fine brass, as if they burned in a furnace; and his voice as the sound of many waters.
Revelation 1:12-15
This is a canopic jar
I'm sick to my stomach
Sick it can't go very far
You say it's nature
That I live in my own
That I speak as fixture
From inside your bones
Am I your casual penalty
When your story's over
You tell me, battery