(Chapters are stored chronologically in ARCHIVES.)
The Diary of Rhea Sinclair
November 19, 1932
The Osiris Ani whose word is truth saith.
I am the serpent Sata whose years are infinite.
I lie down dead.
I am born daily.
I am the serpent Sa-en-ta.
The dweller in the uttermost parts of the earth.
I lie down in death.
I am born.
I become new.
I renew my youth every day.
I am the Crocodile-god who dwelleth amid his terrors.
I am the Crocodile-god.
I seize my prey like a ravening beast.
I am the great Fish which is in Kamui.
I am the Lord.
To whom bowings and prostrations are made in Sekhem.
And the Osiris Ani is the lord.
To whom bowings and prostrations are made in Sekhem.
My utterance is mighty.
I am more powerful than the ghosts..
May they have no power over me.
I stand before you do not forsake me.
I have conquered in your name.
Even now the Infidels weep and cry out for pity.
But I will show none.
The Beast is rising in the East.
He rears up on hind legs and brays like Anubis.
The Yellow Emperor bides his time.
Like a jackal in the night.
And the cold wind blows from the North.
The cold wind blows from the North.
The cold wind blows from the North.
The Fool becomes a Seer.
And a Child seeks the Sacred Stone.
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