Secret Time V: The Hidden History of Egypt
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c. 3150 BCE
Menes founds the "First Dynasty" of Egypt. In fact, three dynasties ruled before him, those of Barus-Kiofsu (30 042 to 999 BCE), Cipan-Ahsu (9999 to 5494 BCE) and Ursurtu (the first non-Atlantean dynasty), but in his jealousy he forbid any mention of them.
The Ursurtu dynasty reigned from 5404 to 3166 BCE; these years were the dark age of Egypt, between the last tatters of Atlantean glory and the first rays of Egyptian achievement. By the time of Menes's birth the kingdom had for long been divided into three parts, ruled by three pharaoh-kings Menes defeated: Ka, Narmer and the Scorpion King. The third of these was a title, for the one to sit on the Stinging Throne was not allowed to have a name to distinguish him from his thousand-year lineage. Initially Menes was a general for Narmer, and was his instrument in defeating the other two; but seeing the hard-heartedness and dangerous ambition of Narmer (see note), Menes took the newly fashioned double crown for himself and drove Narmer to exile.
After Menes's death Narmer returned from his exile, and his great travels and adventures, being now a much wiser man; he reigned after Menes for fifty years under the name of Hor-Aha.
Cheops becomes the pharaoh. He has the Great Pyramid resurfaced with limestone, and is the first pharaoh to bear the rearing cobra on his brow. (see note) During his reign, Khnum, a priest of a certain abhorrent cult that performed its rites under the Great Pyramid, is exiled. Khnum goes south to the kingdom of Kush, where a pharaoh of Atlantean blood still reigned, crowned with the white cap of Barus. Khnum, being a masterful and deceitful orator, whips the kingdom to a war against Egypt. The war is an unmitigated disaster: Khnum dies, and the Kushite pharaoh, Ammon, is taken captive.
Ammon was the last pharaoh of Atlantean blood; after him the reign of Kush passed to black-skinned hairless people from the south, under whose rule Kush became much more powerful and glorious; it stood a thousand years before being conquered by Egyptians c. 1520. These Black Pharaohs built a capital on wooden stakes in the middle of our Lake Victoria, sat on a diamond throne with a sword and a distaff in hand, and had their tombs dug into our Mount Kilimanjaro; theirs was a harmonious existence rarely seen in the world since the fall of Atlantis; but they abandoned the practice of ritual sodomy, grew weak, and were conquered by Egypt not long before Egypt, too, grew indolent and weak and was conquered.
Late in his reign Cheops made war against the eastern realm of Yisuralem, and was slain under the walls of its capital's tall dark walls. His widow spent a further ten years warring against Yisuralem until she reached by truce and blood the return of her master's body; it was then buried in the Great Pyramid. The abhorrent cultists of the Pyramid might have protested this, but after the exile, folly and death of Khnum they were not in anyone's favor. Cheops's wife buried herself along with her master, and bequathed the revenge against Yisuralem to their son, Nephren.
Nephren son of Cheops becomes the pharaoh. He declares he is to be called Nephren-Ka, or Nephren of the Destiny. He starts a war against Yisuralem, and conquers the city of Yirich which squats over a bottomless tunnel into the Earth's interior. He has the Yis gods cast into that dread tube, and their shrieks as they fall make the very walls of Yirich shake. However, Nephren-Ka is trapped in Yirich by the arrival of a large Yis army; it take two years for Egypt to raise the troops to bring an end to the siege of Yirich. Its survivors are few; the pharaoh himself is a shadow of his former self, tall, gaunt, with no laughter, appetite or peace of mind; there are whispers the besieged had no losses to battle, but instead lost the majority of their strength by flinging them into the well; they were said to fear the gods of Yirich would otherwise crawl up and devour them.
Nephren-Ka fights a great battle outside the walls of Yisuralem, and slings the severed heads of three Yis generals over them; but though the slaughter of the enemy's troops was great, almost as immense were the Egyptian losses. Nephren-Ka declared the war finished, and the revenge for his father acquired, and returns to Egypt. What few soldiers remain to guard the fortresses of Nablathea remain uncontested, but the shadow behind the walls of Yisuralem begins to slowly grow hungry again.
The remaining ten years of Nephren-Ka's reign are lost. He descended into cannibalism, impiety and the worship of abhorrent foreign gods; when he died of eating still worse meats, his name was erased from the king lists and his monuments were defaced; his body was weighed and thrown into the Nile; in images where he appeared on his father Cheops's knee an image of a small baboon was chiseled in in his place; his children swore to take no wives, no husbands, and give no child to the world to carry on the accursed blood of Nephren-Ka; his night-palace was pulled down and burned; its stones were smashed, and oxen were driven over it; priests cursed the place, and soldiers sowed it with salt; then the Nile was diverted to run over it, to wash whatever remained of Nephren-Ka's foulness to the dark unforgiving depths of the sea.
After Nephren-Ka, Djedefre, the high priest of Ra, the Son of Ra, became pharaoh; and it was written he had reigned all the years of Nephren-Ka's reign, and achieved all his victories; but committed none of his sins.
After Djedefre, Khafre became pharaoh; he was a grandson of Cheops, but not through the accursed one. He is remembered for obscuring the original aspect of the Great Sphinx, and having built for his own burial a pyramid almost the size of the one his grandfather was buried in. (see note) Khafre also built a lesser pyramid to house the body of one of his sons, Hornit; the son had died before his father, being struck down by an unusual fever. Some say he had began raving and screaming while the fever had him; and from the content of his screams the priests had began to fear he was Hornit no more, but the accursed one attempting to return to the lands of the living; some also say Khafre sooner killed his son than allowed this to be possible; but these are rumors, nothing more. Cheops's bloodline did not survive Khafre's reign.
Khafre died in 2532 BCE, fifty-seven years after Cheops took the throne (2589 BCE). This is the division of that span of time: The reign of Cheops, 23 years. The regency of Meritites, wife of Cheops, 10 years. The reign of Djedefre, 14 years (including the 12 years of Nephren-Ka son of Cheops). The reign of Khafre, ten years.
c. 2181 to 1570 BCEThis period is the dark age of Egypt; the kingdom was either in disarray, or ruled by foreigners, or by weak pharaohs who were nothing but what mainstream history knows of them. Before them there were pharaohs who know the memory of Atlantis, though they did not have its aspect, or the longevity of those who have dwelt in its light; after them there were pharaohs of mystical aspect; most of them not evil, like the accursed one had been, but attuned to worlds beyond this world, and locked in fierce fight against those that wished to breach those barriers and cast a daemoniacal pandemonium loose on this virgin earth.
Thus before this time there were Barus, Kiofsu, Cipan-Ahsu, Menes, Ursurt the Tall, the first Scorpion King, the second Scorpion King, called the Awakener, the third Scorpion King, called the Returner; there was Hor-Aha, Cheops, Khafre, and even the pharaohs of Kush. After this fallow time there were, in a span of mere five centuries, the illustrious Ahmoses, Amenhoteps, Ramesseses and Thutmoseses; the very pinnacle of Egypt's power and pride, untarnished by sad memories of Atlantean past and immeasurable loss. So it was until the sorcerous malady of droughts, locusts, night-chills and the stilling of the Nile's floods brought the period to an end (c. 1070 BCE); the full glory of latter-day Egypt was enough to save the world from the shadows beyond, but the price was all that glory, and the flower of the oldest of the new civilizations.
But before that last glory could be cut down in a mad dash against a wall of black stone, it first had to rise: and that begins with Egypt so fallen an alien race of hairy, big-nosed, immense-jawed men ruled over them, and what men there were to call themselves pharaohs paid a tribute in maidens and pieces of meat to them.
The New Kingdom of Egypt is founded by pharaoh Ahmose, the first of that name, the most divine Son of the Sun and the Moon, who expels the alien dog-man Hyksos from the land of the Nile. In this all Egypt rose to aid Ahmose; for they had tired of the cruelty of the Hyksos, and their brutish division of Egypt, making it into a patchwork of their customary barbarism and bickering; this was the degree to which the kingdom of Barus had fallen. The people of Egypt were also horrified by the Hykso engineers that went into the pyramids with axes and pickaxes, and hammered all night and day seeking entrance to chambers that contained things that ought to be contained; and there was muttering this was not foolishness nor simple impiety: the Hyksos knew what they were seeking, and hence were more dangerous than any simple fool could ever be. Some even whispered that there was in addition to a purpose also a mind behind the work of the engineers; but the name of this mind no-one dared to say aloud.
Ahmose's father, Tao, called himself a pharaoh, but in reality was merely a king over Thebes, a part of Egypt. He was no true pharaoh: he gave gifts and bows to the Hyksos, who held Lower Egypt and many holy places of immemorial age. Ahmose's brother, Kamose, was much like their father; they were forced to war by the Hyksos' greed, and slain. Ahmose took the throne, and the war; and through much bloodshed and many stratagems, he defeated the Hykso dogmen until they fled out of Egypt with their tails between their legs; at the field of Sharuhen they were crushed for the final time, and rose no more.
Ahmose had the seals of the pyramids remade, and ordered all scrolls and inscriptions that told of the Closed Chambers destroyed, so no future invader could so easily seek what the Hyksos had sought. But what was outside Egypt, was outside Ahmose's power; and from the Hyksos the evil that was moving against Egypt went to the people of Alashiya, an island nation near the mouth of the Nile. The successors of Ahmose fought many wars against them and in the end drove that evil out of Alashiya. The evil then went to the people of Yisuralem, who were already wicked and warlike, and enemies of Egypt; and their war against Egypt was renewed. The gates of the black city of Yisuralem were opened, and its death-white legions marched out; and all was blood and death wherever they went. (Such was the terror of their advance some Hykso mercenaries fled their approach into Egypt; and the pharaoh, knowing full well the battle ahead, took them to his service.)
c. 1350--1320 BCE
The Aten Crisis
By the time pharaoh Amenhotep IV, who was to name himself Ekhnaten, took the throne (c. 1350 BCE), many things were established in Egypt, and had been for thousands of years. The pharaoh was a war-leader; the wars were a way of life and not a calamity; and the temples grew rich with war-offerings. Ekhnaten, who also called himself the First Lord of the Sole God, and the One Who Stands in the Light, sought to change all that. (see note)
He wished Egypt to have only one god, Aten, the Sun-Disk, when before there had been thousands.
He wished Egypt to make its wars a matter of permanent conquest, not merely of farming its rich borderlands for periodic looting.
He wished, worst of all, to commit the ultimate sin of Egypt. In Egypt, from its beginning to its end, the pharaoh was a god in flesh; a real and concrete living god as much as Osiris in his black sarcophagus in Abydos was a dead god. Ekhnaten's will was to be a sub-god to a much greater god above; not a brother to hundreds of gods, but a son and a servant to one, and a son of same spirit and substance, yet a servant that never would ascend to be the one god's equal. His one god, that intangible ghost, was Aten.
He closed the old temples, and then retired to his new capital, Ekhet Aten, to build new ones. It took him forty days to go to that new city, for no hand was raised to help him, unless he raised his rod and sword first; and when he came to Ekhet Aten, he was tired and bitter, and never left the city again. It became a city that drank the tribute of Egypt, and its sons and daughters; and when they came back, they were full of a fell zeal, and loved Ekhnaten more than they loved their mothers or fathers; and their love of life and family was as if hatred when compared to their love of Aten.
The heretic pharaoh ruled in folly for seventeen years; that folly and those seventeen years were the most momentous and sad time in the whole history of the world. He died and was erased from history, but his idea of One God, no more, no less, did not die --- and there has not been a single year since when thousands or more have not died screaming because men wanted One God, no less, no more.
As those foolish seventeen years went on, Ekhnaten ever became less powerful, and more bold: finally, in the fifteenth year of his reign he declared that as the old gods of Egypt were not real, so neither were the old demons; and he sent soldiers to guard the pyramids, and to make sure no priest would go in to move the stones whose moving was not religion, but life. Similarly, he drove all Hyksos and foreigners away from Egypt's army, and allowed only those to remain that changed all their ways and became Egyptians in habit, spirit and thought --- and Egyptians of Aten, not of the old gods. Finally, he even declared that the doors to the places below should be opened, and left open: to better shine the light of Aten within. This final folly was his undoing, for the edict for the opening of the doors was not obeyed anywhere except in Ekhet Aten, under the watchful eye of the pharaoh. Then one dark night in the seventeenth year of Ekhnaten's reign a darkness boiled out of the open doors to the places below; and of every man, maiden and child in the city two were carried away for every one that remained. Ekhnaten himself was never seen again, and there is no grave for him. Ekhet Aten was abandoned, and no-one lived there ever again; but the doors near the city were well fed and were not seen open again.
Ekhnaten was followed on the throne by those of his children that had survived: Nefer-nefer-uaten, and Smenkhkare, and Tutankhaten; after they were all dead, only a lonely daughter remained, Ankh-esen-paaten, a girl of eighteen years.
When that day night of the doors came to pass, she had been a girl of ten, as her brother Tutankhaten had been a boy of ten. She had been protected by her maidens and the guards of the pharaoh, until they all were dead at her feet, the maidens as fierce and as torn as the hard soldiers; and she saw the sun rising without an alien hand touching her, though she never slept a full night since. Her brother Tutankhaten had no protectors, no companions that night; when the sun rose he was found bloody and broken and changed, with a terrible knowledge in his eyes; and some even asked if this broken and bent thing was Tutankhaten, who had been called the most beautiful child among all boys and girls, and all times past present and future.
So in time Tutankhaten became the pharaoh; and as he was still a child, he was led by the man who had been the chief councillor to Ekhnaten, and to all his children: Ay, an ancient, bald priest of low voice and great cunning. So cunning was Ay that he undid all the dangerous things Ekhnaten had done with no harm to the dead god's reputation (though Aten was reduced to being a god of beggars and slaves), or any stain to the name of his successor Tutankhaten, now called in the manner of the old gods Tutankhamen. But what the cunning of Ay would not see before it was too late, and what his cunning could not conceal, was that Tutankhamen was a worse monster than his father, for the father for all his follies had still been human.
As the boy grew, so did his appetite; but his appetite was not for food, nor for women or for men, or for the hunt or the delights of war. No, the hunger of young Tutankhamen, who in twilight was a most beautiful youth, and in sunlight bent and ugly, was for blood. Not for war, or pain, or death: but for blood, the red blood of life. He did not like the suffering of others, or their deaths, or the pain and fear and submission that their bloodletting showed; but he loved to see the crimson trickling or spraying out, and in time his hunger for the sight and smell of it grew into a corporeal desire for the taste and consumption of it. One day he came to Ay naked, and covered in blood from toes to eyes, and from the top of his head to the balls of his feet; and he was excited, and smiling; the servants that shuffled in after him were pale and drained and each left a trail of red and a track of crimson footsteps. As Tutankhamen danced for his chief councillor, and sang in a high and shrill voice, as drops of blood flew to touch the old man's pale face, and run down the robe that had borne the sigils of Amun, and Aten, and Amun again; as Ay muttered strained courtesies to his divine lord and master, those servants fell down one by one, bloodless and dead; and the dancing laughing mad inhuman living god did not spare then a single glance.
The next morning he was found dead in his bed, and Ay had him quickly buried, in a triple coffin and three temple-screens round the coldest and heaviest sarcophagus (see note) in the kingdom, and such a quantity of sacred oils the stench of them drove everyone away from the cliffside tomb for a mile and a half.
So Tutankhamen died; and only Ankh-esen-paaten, a girl of eighteen years, remained. She was afraid, for she was one of the few survivors of Ekhet Aten; even Ay had not been there that dark night. She had known her brother before that night, and after; and she knew the difference. She wished to have a husband more warlike than the old and bent Ay of soft words and hidden daggers; but when he sent a letter to the king of the Hittites, and asked for a prince in marriage, the desired prince died of hidden daggers before reaching the Nile. So Ankh-esen-paaten was united to Ay, and Ay wove his webs, and by the ways of hidden daggers those that had walked or crawled away from Ekhet Aten grew ever fewer in number. Then, one bright and warm day during the flood season, Ay proclaimed that the realm was healed, and a certain unspeakable contagion had been excised; and he said the next day, the day of the Festival of Flowers, he would reveal certain things, and order the armies of Egypt against an old foe rich in spoils. That night there rose a great commotion in the palace, and when the sun rose, Ankh-esen-paaten, a girl barely more than eighteen, was nowhere to be found. Ay gave no revelations, and ordered no wars; he died of old age and of a broken heart soon after.
This was thirty years after Ekhnaten took the throne; and of those thirty years (c. 1350--1320 BCE) not one was good. There not being any blood of the old line left in Egypt, an ambitious general took the double crown and the scepter for himself; and the doors remained shut and those that were dead remained dead, and those that had been taked were thought dead; and this new pharaoh, Horemheb, had the unfortunate line from Ekhnaten to Ay erased from history. Horemheb was childless, and gave the throne to his old friend, Ramesses, also a military man of little imagination and no night terrors; and the new line of pharaohs began with the children of Ramesses the First.
Pharaoh Ramesses II defeats the evil men of Yisuralem, and grinds their masked soldiers under the iron wheels of his chariots; this is the Battle of Kadesh, which is an Egyptian word for an iron chariot. The Yis and their Hittite allied had a force of 4000 chariots; Ramesses brought 2000 to the field with him, but had twice that number lying in wait. When the Yis would not yield to him, he called all his chariots to him, and drove them to the heart of the enemy. There never was a fierce nor a larger crash of chariots than that of the Battle of Kadesh.
It is said that after the battle all the armies of Yisuralem were lost, more thoroughly defeated than those fell armies had ever been; even their ancient king, Yaw, had been slain on the field of battle, his storm standard trampled by Egyptian chariots; and as Ramesses marched towards the dark-walled city of Yisuralem itself it trembled, and was swallowed by the unquiet ground. Afterwards Egyptians called it Kadesh after the battle; but the city was no more. What remained of the people of Yis, Ramesses drove to the badlands to be herders and hunters, for their rule of kingdoms had been foul and unseemly.
These were the allies of Yaw of Yisuralem at the Battle of Kadesh: the Hittites, the Hatti, the Hytatti, the Karkosa, the Carchemosh, the Nuhassi, the Shasu. The generals under Yaw were Prince Yos'ya, Suppiluliuma of Halba, and Arzawa of Pitassa.
In 1210 BCE, 64 years after the Battle of Kadesh, Ay'varam, the last of the Yis generals, incited a war against Egypt; but he and his allies were defeated with great bloody slaughter by the pharaoh Merneptah, and the Yis were driven back to the badlands, to brood there until their bloodthirst and cruelty waned. (It is told they later became vassals to the young Assyrian and Babylonian kings, and even built a new, much lesser Yisuralem over the remains and memories of their past; but these were an altered people, not like the red-handed reavers of evil memory, not like the magicians of plague and bloody rivers and slain firstborn, that they had been under Yaw and similar wicked kings earlier in their history.)
In this year Ramesses III, the last of the great pharaohs of Egypt, a man seven feet tall and so beautiful all men and women alike loved and desired him, a man that at twelve was a master archer, and at fifteen ran like a desert lion and sang like the goddesses of love and desire, that at twenty debated with sages, and paid tribute alongside high priests, yes, he, in 1178 BCE he and his armies met an enemy that came from the sea on the wings of night and storm, a people that has no name nor identity, a foe that was the precursor of vastly greater shadows beyond: and he destroyed that enemy, and struck down its kings, and entombed its priests alive, and dashed its mewling horn-headed young and its snake-skinned old: he, Ramesses III, utterly destroyed these Sea Peoples, that for centuries had been at work on Egypt's borders and in her courts, wishing for an inversion of the pyramids, the unwise blasphemy that might break space and time, and bring ancient gods long dead striding in through the sundered veils of space-time's screaming demise. Ramesses destroyed them all, and had their foul high and low king, Gruad the Grey, made a laughingstock. So utterly did Ramesses destroy them nothing of them is remembered; he allowed nothing of them to remain, hoping against hope their ambitions might be forgotten, and the pyramids left to decay in peace. He received a wound in the battle which slowly, poison-like, killed him; he died in 1155 BCE. The great battle of his age was over; his court fell to petty scheming and plotting, as is usual with courts. The Son of the Sun grew old and dim, and then set into the darkness which is death. (see note)
c. 950 BCE
On this year Pinedjem, who reigns as a pharaoh of the 21st dynasty, orders his priests to examine the tombs of the pharaohs and noblemen of the previous twenty dynasties, and the preceding periods. As the priests catalogue the state and the treasures of the tombs, and make sure the nine jackal-headed ghuls still leer down at any impious visitor, Pinedjem too enters the graves. This he is allowed to do, since though he is not a mortuary priest, he reigns as a pharaoh and hence is treated as a god. He is overcome by greed, and takes a golden scarab from the tomb of Ahmose the first; the scepter that Barus himself bore out of the west from the tomb of Siamun; and an exceedingly exquisite figurine of a black cat, the goddess Bast, from the tomb of Seti the first. This impiety angers the dead, and as Pinedjem does not cease his predations, the dead rise.
In a flood silent and terrible they wash over Pinedjem's palace, and leave it a shattered husk of stone; all his treasures, and all the treasures of the pharaohs' tombs, are borne away by gibbering night winds and the guardians of the dead.
Pinedjem is found in the Valley of the Kings, smothered to death under a pile of dead pharaohs, his face frozen in a rictus of terror and madness. His body is thrown to the jackals and his name is erased from history; but the dead pharaohs are buried together in the Theban necropolis. (The "Deir el-Bahri cache", or DB320 / TT320.)
It is for this reason most tombs and temples of Egypt are empty: what grave robbers have not taken, the dead themselves took away.
(This history is also told differently. According to the priests of Thebes, Pinedjem was indeed erased for doing improper things, but not for stealing the possessions of the dead. No, his impiety was in raising his hand and the hand of Egypt against the dead, who has began to come back from the maw of the Sphinx, that being the places below the ground. As they were led by the long dead pharaohs, it was unspeakable for Pinedjem to make war against them; but had he done nothing all Egypt would have become a land of the dead and their ghuls. Pinedjem won a great victory against the dead in the Valley of the Kings, but was slain in the battle by a ghul's thrown spear; those that had risen against him were buried together in the Theban necropolis.)
The Hebrew Scripture calls them "pious Ethiopian kings"; but Ethiopia was only a part of their domain. They were kings of Egypt, the heart, the mother of life, the kingdom of two parts, red Upper Egypt and white Lower Egypt; and they were kings of Nubia, of Kush, the land of the bow, whose names and parts are as follows.
First, but not foremost, Saba (to the Hebrews, Sheba) whose capital was Kebranegast, and whose ruler was always a queen, the divine adoratrice of the stars above. From one of these queens the wise kings sprang; her name was Candace Nicaula Balkis Sabata, a goddess in life, and a greater goddess since she passed to the mirror of the stars.
Second, and foremost, Kush itself; its capital was first Daramun where the Niles White and Blue merge, and later Meroe down the sacred, a city of the Nile one and unified.
Third, Mhanjaro (to the Hebrews, Mnar), the land of the sacred mountain, and of the god-animals, manlike but covered in coarse hair; the king of Mhanjaro's army was half men, and half god-animals.
Fourth, Agaw, which was a province of Kush; and Kitara, which was a province of Sheba; but they had separate kings and queens. It was Luo Living Lion who added both to the Empire of Kush during the days when Egypt was ruled by the Hykso dog-men.
Fifth and last, Britawa, which was so far to the west and the south it was on the shores of an alien ocean; there all manner of animals had human faces. The most famous of these animals were Nurma-Orus, a falcon with no head, and a woman's face in its belly; and Nurma-Annubis, a jackal with two animal heads and a screaming man's face under its tail.
This was Kush; Sneferre-Piye was the king of Kush and unified Egypt back to Kush.
Sneferre restored Egypt. He is often called Piye. He was the black king of Kush, which was of the same pure root as Egypt, and had had a share in all of Egypt's glories; but whereas Kush had long been in submission to Egypt, it had began as an equal, as is related above. As Egypt was fallen and had forgotten its history, Piye-Sneferre went to Egypt and restored the old gods and the old ways and the old names; when he died he had a pyramid built for him; for a thousand years no-one had had a pyramid built, but Piye-Sneferre had a pyramid built to house his death; his pyramid was the last gasp and release of the true pyramids, and when the stars of his burial went out over it the time of pyramids was over.
Because Piye-Sneferre revered the past and knew the secrets of the pyramids, he took their keys and took them to the desert, and there destroyed or hid them, as the desert had destroyed the fifty thousand soldiers of Cambyses when the great king had wished to address the camel-oracle of Sekhtam (Shiwa). Piye-Sneferre alone walked out of the desert; all the soldiers he had taken with him had perished out in the desert, or had been killed by him; he himself died without speaking a word, and the keys were lost. The doors of the pyramids or the doors to places below or the doors to the heavens above were never seen nor opened again. Thus in Piye-Sneferre the victory of the New Kingdom was made permanent: The power that had animated the Hyksos and the people of Alashiya and the Yis against Egypt had been made weaker by others; and because of the blood shed by all the pure pharaohs before him, it was possible for Piye-Sneferre to so dispose of the keys.
Piye expelled from Egypt the Bubastites and the Libyans, the Leontopolites and the Manetonites, and all other vile people of short memory who did not know its eminence as the foremost place among all places on earth. Piye had the temples cleaned or rebuilt; he served the rites that a hundred pure pharaohs had served before him; he made Egypt as Egypt had been.
Piye ruled from Kush, and his pyramid is in the south; but Egypt was ever dear to him, and close to his heart; and he was an Egyptian in thought and in deed, because Kush is of the same root as Egypt; Kush is Egypt, and Egypt is Kush.
He had the daughters of the kings sent out of Kush to the old temples of Egypt; they were the divine adoratrices of Amun, Ptah and Set, and by the virtue of their royal blood, blessed by the gods and foremost among all the priests and priestesses of Egypt. Amenirdis the first daughter of Piye was the first of these.
He had the sons of the kings sent out of Kush to the old temples of Egypt; they gave praise to the rising sun, and spoke the important words, and lit a fire as the sun set. Har and Khaliut, sons of Piye, were the first of these. It was given to Har to live as long as the kingdom founded by Piye lasted; and the Set-beast whose name is Typhon often came down from the moon and whispered secrets to him. His skin became like the night sky; and he wore robes to keep his stars out of sight; but on his forehead was the shining full moon, white tinged with blue, and his eyes were as the eyes of Set shining from its disk.
The second black pharaoh of the restored and pure southern line was Neferkare, whose name means, Oh! How beautiful is the soul of Ra. In Kush he was called Shabaka. His son was Haremakhet the high priest of Amun, and his chief councillor was Iaman, who had been the king of the city of Ashdod but preferred to serve the glory of the pharaoh. Neferkare Shabaka was a lover of wisdom, and a friend to the gods; his eyes were willing to see, and he turned his gaze backwards. As Piye had restored the old habits, so Neferkare restored the old wisdom.
First Neferkare had the Creation of Ptah written, and the stela put up for his priests to see; so passed a year.
Second Neferkare had the Creation of Amun-Barum, which was of much greater antiquity, written, and the stela put up for his priests to see; so passed two years.
Third and last, and after consulting scrolls half-devoured by worms, and priests in dark places beneath the pyramids, and libraries hidden in the sand, he had the true story of what actually and really happened written, for he had found it; and this story he had written on the Black Stone of Daramun on the Nile. In it all of Egypt's history up to that point is recorded, as well as it is known.
It is from the Black Stone of Daramun, the old capital of Kush, the Egypt of Barus, that all the preceding history is copied. I had it copied from the stone; I made sure each letter was accurately copied; may the heavens above crush me and the ground below swallow me if I have perverted or falsified anything that is written above. So say I in view of all the gods above and below; I, Malegereabar Candace, the divine adoratrice of Danika, who since time immemorial has been the god and goddess of Kush, and long before was the god of Egypt, and the goddess of Atlantis, which is no more.
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Editor's note: Shabaka's reign ended c. 707 BCE. The Nubian, or the 25th, or the Kushite Empire dynasty of Egypt ended three rulers later in c. 656, as Assyrians sacked Thebes and the banks of the Nile up to the First Cataract, and drove pharaoh Tantamani to southmost Kush and out of sacred Egypt. The Assyrians placed their puppet Nekau as a pharaoh. The power of Kush was broken, and the south of the realm, though not under Nekau's power, dwindled since the greater part of its men and women of note had been taken north to Thebes, and had perished in the sacking of Thebes. Nekau's son Psamtik drove out the Assyrians; his dynasty lasted for a hundred years (to 525 BCE), but did not come together with Kush, and did not go out in conquest; did not understand the pyramids, or the history that was behind them; they were Egyptians, but every generation of them was lesser than the one before, and not the same, as had been the Egyptian way for thousands of years; and when they were gone, Egypt never rose again.
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(back) --- It is said the nature of Narmer's ambition was this: unlike all the pious kings before and after him, he refused to consider himself a god. Instead he presented himself as but a servant of a vast phantasm beyond the reach of everyone but himself; and by this ruse he made sure no-one could criticize him of anything. All ills were the will of the One Beyond; all mistakes were Narmer acting according to the revelation of the One Beyond, and merely reporting its current whims and wills. This made Narmer a terrible tyrant, for though the people summoned the One Beyond to appear, and to submit itself to questions and to the Lot of Deicide, it did not appear.
(back) --- This rearing cobra or uraeus devolved into being a metallic part of the pharaonic twin crown; but it is told that the cobra of Cheops was a living snake. The tale is told like this.
In the first year of his reign, young pharaoh Cheops was approached by a farmer-girl that threw herself down before his throne, tore her dirty green cloth, crawled on her belly, kissed the stone floor, and averted her eyes. To this Cheops's high priest reacted with a great shout and much anger, for the girl had failed to give due respect and servility to the pharaoh; but Cheops waved him away, and bid the girl tell him her question.
"Oh God, the lord of Egypt as Amon is lord of the heavens above; this I desire to know: If I tell you I am a wicked woman, a woman that always lies, that never tells a truth, that always deceives --- what shall you do with my unworthy self?"
The pharaoh thought about this; then thought some more; then bid his priests and servants to leave him alone with the girl. This they did; the high priest after making sure the Sword of Thoth was still leaning against the throne.
"Come with me", the pharaoh said. They went together to the garden of the palace; then to the edge of the Nile; then to a royal barge, and were rown across the river. They walked up the steep hill which was there; and reaching its crest, Cheops beckoned at the endless sand-desert that spread before them, red in the light of the setting sun. "This", the pharaoh said, "is what your question is."
The girl again failed to debase herself, and merely knelt, threw sand in her face, tore her cloth in two and tossed it to the winds, and clawed red streaks down her flat chest. Then she said, as bold and presumptious in word as in deed: "Oh God, the reed which is a million reeds one in Egypt's eternal might, your words are obscure."
Cheops laughed, and took off his heavy crown, and beheld the red desert sunset. "Your question is the desert, as you are. You cannot call yourself a liar, for no liar would say so. Neither would any honest man say so. Only a madwoman would so proclaim... but plainly you are not mad, merely forward. This then I divine: you are mortal, and being mortal neither fully a being of lie, or a creature of truth."
The girl then inquired of the pharaoh what was his answer; what would he do with her, if she said as she had proposed.
"I would call you human, nothing less, nothing more. Then I would give you ten lashes and ten bars of gold, for if there is war within, there should be the same without."
Hearing this, the girl turned to a great crane and flew away; the next day the high priest of the goddess Wadjet came to the pharaoh, and gave him a serpent that had been found on the temple's main altar at the time of the sunrise; and the serpent curled round Cheops's brow and stayed there till he died; then it evaporated in a puff of smoke. This was the first uraeus, a serpent as was the serpent of Wadjet, the goddess of the eyes of Ra, which are twin serpents the goddess feeds with her milk.
(back) --- Though it was not noticed at the time, Khafre's pyramid was an immense achievement, for the larger pyramid of Cheops had not been built by him or for him, being instead a remainder of an earlier, more technologically advanced age. Though the mechanical task of pyramid construction required no supernatural or extraterrestrial means, there were details in the work without which the result would have been merely a vast pile of stones: it was this which made the pyramids, those of Cheops and Khafre and many others, the greatest of Egypt's treasures, and the envy of her neighbors: they could build crude imitations, and import the rites performed beneath and underneath the pyramid; but without the details of silver and blood their piles were structures of stone, not soul, and could be nothing more.
It was this fountain of potency which attracted the attention of many to Egypt, and in return gave her much more wisdom and reach; it was a poor sorcerer in the old days that had not gone to Egypt to learn and see at the feet of the priests of Ammon, Amen and Amon-Ra. The last of these disciples were Grecian philosophers, such as Thales and Pythagoras, who hungered to know all there was to know --- but by their arrival almost all was forgotten, including the secrets of the pyramids.
(back) --- Ekhnaten called himself the First Lord of the Sole God, and the One Who Stands in the Light; these are in the perhaps deliberately perverse Latin of one eccentric biographer, prima domine sola domineus et prima Illuminati. (Thomas Jefferson, The Lives and Morals of Monotheists, 1826)
Then again, this allusion to Ekhnaten as a Illuminati, or even the first of that shadowy sect, is not something to be believed on the strength of this translationary observation alone; the writer of that piece of dog-Latin was, after all, the famous scoundrel Thomas Jefferson who was a great admirer and a personal friend of Adam Weishaupt, who founded or re-founded the Illuminati in 1776. In the former's words the latter was "an enthusiastic philanthropist"; in the latter's words the former was a "giant that will, whether the world be just or unjust, still reign over it, as autonomous, sovereign and solely self-beholden as the Creator God Himself".
Then again, these opinions were offered by a Deist that uttered these words --- "You know, my friend, the benevolent plan we were pursuing here for the happiness of the aboriginal inhabitants in our vicinities [...] will oblige us now to pursue them to extermination, or drive them to new seats beyond our reach." (T.J.'s letter to Alexander von Humboldt, 1813) --- and a Bavarian villain who murdered Jefferson's best friend and took his place as the United States' first president, supposedly to save it from the tyranny of an intemperate military man.
Jefferson wasn't all that unwilling to succeed him when the opportunity rose, either. The tragedy of America is and has always been its people revere their founders for things the founders were not, did not do, and would not have wanted.
(back) --- "Sarcophagus" is a Greek word, and a translation of the old Egyptian name, which means "the eater of the flesh". This so because in the beginning only those pharaohs that were considered sorcerers were buried in these immense stone coffins; it was said this was to make sure they would not rise again before their time came. Later some of the art and most of the purpose was lost, and almost all pharaohs were buried inside such a stone coffin.
(back) --- This is one of the problems of Egyptology: Egyptians made no record of deaths. No pharaoh, no commoner ever had his or her passing mentioned; the living faded into death coyly, fearfully, without a scribe ever daring to put down the knowledge that a person was no more.
Another thing: Egyptians did not believe in a Heaven. They believed in a Resurrection. The pharaoh was entombed with all his possessions and casual belongings because one day he would rise again, to continue his life in a different world. So too the commoners were buried with trinkets and small treasures, so they would not be without comfort in the second life. Food was placed in the grave, red uncooked meat and sweet fruits; and the commoner dead were wrapped round with bandages bearing small papyrus figures of men and women, so that if the lords of the underworld came to demand labor and payments from them, these magic paper dolls would come to life and do the work demanded, leaving the dead one to live comfortably in his or her second life.
Some said this second life would be in the west; some said it would be in the future; but the most reliable sources concur it might be shesepankh khephet usir, or "in the maw of the sphinx", which despite its sound was not a byword for hell, but rather a poetic name for the caves and tunnels under all the deserts of Egypt, where the ghul and the ghuleh were reputed to dwell. These creatures (the plural is ghilan) were consorts and guides of the dead --- or at least of the properly buried. Some tales even go so far as to suggest that as the dead lived among the ghilan, so the ghilan sometimes left their young as changelings among the living.