The dead Khonsu and the living Horus become one again for a fraction of a second that was also an eternity. The light shines from the undead dead while the king who was not looks on. He is alive and dead at the same time, his existence stretched across all time. It cannot hold and his body is destroyed, the Ba and Ka and Akh ripped from him and hurled across the universe. At the same time my consciousness saw all, knew all. The power returned to me, feebly, enough for life to return to my eyes and my guardians. But the error made seven years ago was too great, my body would not revive. Then the great fracture closed and the Great God was split in two again, Horus returned to the sky and Khonsu to, to, to there? between the horizons? And I, who had almost lived again, collapsed in my tomb, the coffin shattered and my wrappings torn to shreds. It was years before the servants found me. They puzzled at the state of my tomb as they had found no sign of forced entry by robbers. They were frightened. They knew who I was but they stole my name.
Darkness, the red sun of Horus joins the silver Moon of Khonsu. At this time, this fraction of a second, the Sun bleeds while we are aware of eternity in a nanosecond. The words of this song do not fit the picture, what words can... but the mood fits
Darkness, the red sun of Horus joins the silver Moon of Khonsu. At this time, this fraction of a second, the Sun bleeds while we are aware of eternity in a nanosecond. The words of this song do not fit the picture, what words can... but the mood fits









peace
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