Dua Sutekh!

Dua Sutekh!

A prayer to Set, Egyptian god of the desert, the Red Lands.

Dua Sutekh 🌩️

SET, BEFORE WHOM THE SKY TREMBLES

I am the designer of my own catastrophy

Hello! Today’s drawing is made for @witchy-queer , I hope you like it!

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Love this movie.

“That’s the kind of humor in the face of adversity that keeps America strong!”        

Catch-22 (1970) dir. Mike Nichols  

A young Sutekh for us all. Lovely and powerful indeed.

Dua Sutekh! 🌩️

🎵EU FALEI: F A R A Ó!!!!!!🎵

Commission for Cy, featuring the Egyptian god of storms Sutekh / Set! Thank you so much, this was A BLAST and as always with this kind of work, I always end up learning so much! <3

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When I first read about this, I immediately thought about how much sense it makes. And how beautiful it is, when you think about it.

Thinking about the theory that Horus and Set were two of the first gods in the Egyptian pantheon and other gods were added around them later… and how them reconciling was always a consistent element even as the story changed from two brothers fighting for the throne to Horus avenging the death of his father… right up until the late period when people got uncomfortable with a foreigner god being so important in their pantheon and it changed to end with Set being cast out and kept weakened so he could never come back… a cycle of forgiveness eventually cut off by bigotry and hate…

"Nurture yourself, Little One. Do not stifle your growth for the sake of conforming to others thoughts and opinions. Do not hold onto others for strength and security. You are not meant to be alone, that is true. However, you are also not meant to be consumable, torn apart for the ease of other's sensitivities or feelings. You are whole. You are your own."

This is beyond powerful, and so so needed. Thank you so much @divinecoyote for sharing! 🌩️

My Father is immense, inconceivable to the human mind. He stands over everything: life and death, calm and chaos, creation and destruction, the beginning and the end.

He is not just a storm or chaos, not just rage and anger and pain. He is the warmth received from others, the slow lapping of water within an oasis, the brief kiss on your cheek from the wind.

I asked for His help last night, and found myself floating in the middle of a small lake. Above me stretched Nut, stars twinkling in Her eyes. Surrounding me was a dense outpouring of foliage, swaying in a gentle breeze.

He came to me then, laying a hand above my heart. I could physically feel the warmth radiating from His hand and slowly encasing me. In my mind I could see my heart surrounded by soft and moist soil. It sank and from the remains sprouts began to form.

"Nurture yourself, Little One. Do not stifle your growth for the sake of conforming to others thoughts and opinions. Do not hold onto others for strength and security. You are not meant to be alone, that is true. However, you are also not meant to be consumable, torn apart for the ease of other's sensitivities or feelings. You are whole. You are your own."