Rar.

Computer dead.

May be a bit before I'm back to email/usenet. Will probably still be on LJ/SDMB/Cauldron/etc.

Edited to Add: Also, the last of the shitty knives snapped in my hand while I was cutting myself some consolation cake; I now have a gouge in the pad of my palm between my pointer and middle fingers, awkwardly bandaged.

And the fucking router keeps hiccupign while I'm trying to kill things on WoW to soothe my crankiness.

And Walking Disaster Area, otherwise known as my idiot cat, is trying to eat a plastic bag again.

One for the Kemetics.

This is from the Faulkner translation (of the Book of Going Forth By Day); the text in question does not appear in the Papyrus of Ani, but it is in the endnotes. I am rendering the text that is supposed to be rendered in red in red and also bold, because red text on its own looks spindly. I've also sort of automatically shifted the names of the netjeru to my usual transliterations rather than Hellenicisation and capped pronouns. (One is capped in the text, none of the others; I am baffled.)

Another chapter to be said when the moon is new on the first day of the month.

Open, O cloudiness! The bleared Eye of Re is covered, and Heru proceeds happily every day, even He the great of shape and weighty of striking-power, Who dispels bleariness of eye with His fiery breath. Behold, O Re, I have come voyaging, for I am one of these four gods Who are at the side of the sky, and I show you Him who is present by day.

Make your cable fast, for there is no opposition to you.

As for him who knows this chapter, he will be a worthy spirit in the God's Domain, and he will not die again in the realm of the dead, and he will eat in the presence of Asar. As for him who knows it on earth, he will be like Djehwty, he will be worshipped by the living, he will not fall to the power of the king or the hot rage of Bast, and he will proceed to a very happy old age.

Posted because it is the new moon. (About an hour ago.)