
Transformation Into Ptah
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Epiphanius Wilson
Egyptian Book Of the Dead
The Colonial Press
1901
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Transformation Into Ptah: divine transformation, creative power, sacred becoming
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Transformation Into Ptah
Transformation Into Ptah
[From the Papyrus of Nu (British Museum No. 10,477, sheets 9 and 10).]
THE CHAPTER OF MAKING THE TRANSFORMATION INTO PTAH, OF EATING CAKES, AND
OF DRINKING ALE, AND OF UNFETTERING THE STEPS, AND OF BECOMING A LIVING
BEING IN ANNU (Heliopolis). The chancellor-in-chief, Nu, triumphant,
saith:
“I fly like a hawk, I cackle like the _smen_ goose, and I perch upon that
abode of the underworld (_aat_) on the festival of the great Being. That
which is an abomination unto me, that which is an abomination unto me, I
have not eaten; filth is an abomination unto me and I have not eaten
thereof, and that which is an abomination unto my _ka_ hath not entered
into my belly. Let me, then, live upon that which the gods and the _Khu_s
decree for me; let me live and let me have power over cakes; let me eat
them before the gods and the _Khu_s [who have a favor] unto me; let me
have power over [these cakes] and let me eat of them under the [shade of
the] leaves of the palm tree of the goddess Hathor, who is my divine Lady.
Let the offering of the sacrifice, and the offering of cakes, and vessels
of libations be made in Annu; let me clothe myself in the _taau_ garment
[which I shall receive] from the hand of the goddess Tait; let me stand up
and let me sit down wheresoever I please. My head is like unto that of Rā,
and [when my members are] gathered together [I am] like unto Tem; the four
[sides of the domain] of Rā, and the width of the earth four times. I come
forth. My tongue is like unto that of Ptah and my throne is like unto that
of the goddess Hathor, and I make mention of the words of Tem, my father,
with my mouth. He it is who constraineth the handmaid, the wife of Seb,
and before him are bowed [all] heads, and there is fear of him. Hymns of
praise are repeated for [me] by reason of [my] mighty acts, and I am
decreed to be the divine Heir of Seb, the lord of the earth and to be the
protector therein. The god Seb refresheth me, and he maketh his risings to
be mine. Those who dwell in Annu bow down their heads unto me, for I am
their lord and I am their bull. I am more powerful than the lord of time,
and I shall enjoy the pleasures of love, and shall gain the mastery over
millions of years.”
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