That pdf gives a description:
"Upper right part of round-topped stela, bull-headed winged Seth ‘bull of Ombos’
in barque spearing [Apophis], Dyn. XIX, in Copenhagen, Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek,
Æ.I.N. 726."
Just under the Set animal hieroglyph (center, top), we see a bull.
Feeling quite delighted, I searched the pdf for 'Seth' and found descriptions of pieces I'd already found and some new ones.
In addition to the Bull of Ombos, I found new info for
stele of Nakht and Seth-Antewy,
stele of Taqayna (Teken), and a
fragment featuring Horemheb before Seth (Setekh) of Ombos!
Not bad results for a silly little meme!
Monday, September 29, 2008
"Silly Drawing Leads to a Bit of Knowledge"
6:43am
I was restless last night, so to siphon off some brain hyperactivity, I did a spontaneous intuitive drawing:
Phew! Lots of high stepping in an election year!
This young male cow has to have some nimble feet. So how did, erm, 'bovine scat' come to be associated with LIES?
Wiki tells us. Apparently, the common phrase only came into usage during
World War II, first having been used in 1915. But why bulls? What did they ever do that was deceptive?
Blame it on the French! ""Bull", meaning nonsense, dates from the 17th century (Concise Oxford Dictionary)"..."The word "bull" itself may have derived from the Old French boul meaning "fraud, deceit" (Oxford English Dictionary)."
I also turned up:
"There also was a verb bull meaning "to mock, cheat," which dates from 1532.
"Sais christ to ypocrites ... yee ar ... all ful with wickednes, tresun and bull." ["Cursor Mundi," c.1300]"
(Online Etymology Dictionary)
It is probably just sound similarity that it got connected with the animal bull, defined as "A Bull is an adult male of various large mammal species including elk, moose, bovines (especially cattle), elephants, whales, seals, and sea lions."
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
"Haste Propels"
6:43am
Recalling an earlier poem in which 'haste propels', I ponder further:
At the entrance road to life,
haste propels
but hesitation stalls.
To be on the knife edge balance
between haste and hesitation,
third eye aware,
is to gather all the info
flesh eyes miss.
Gut-aware,
Ka-hands on the wheel, too,
higher self, guardian self,
that 'angel' is me.
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Thursday, October 2, 2008
"Mood as a Reaction"
5:40am
I wake with troubling dreams. Two days I have had this, of someone's house being destroyed, and some sort of separation. Last night, it was that someone died. Well, my research for The Mourners at the Brooklyn Museum might have gotten me thinking about death. And then maybe it was my recent accident. Car damage (here,
here and here and in the underside), but fortunately no body was hurt. Seeing a car crashing into you, trying to stop and failing has a certain unsettling effect.
But how much of my mood is a reaction to all the bad news of crisis this, crisis that? I think the mood of the nation is effecting me. I told Julia change the channel, the news is too depressing.
So we had Discovery channel instead, and that was much better, a quiz game in which a cab driver picks people up in Manhattan and
questions them. Fast paced, and interesting questions. Then the ever fascinating 'How is it Made?' I paused my web work to look at bag pipe production, fishing lures, and glassware. (I don't think those thin department cheapies are handblown, though.)
Changing the aural and visual imput does help. I cannot help the current 'economic crisis'. It does no good to bitch about some stupid CEOs that were given 20 million dollar severance packages. ("What did they do to deserve THAT?") The bitterness I feel is a reaction of feeling powerless. And we lose the ability to change what we can when we feel powerless. Certainly, an awareness of current events is necessary to plan wisely. But dwelling overmuch in negativity only depresses me.
"Simply thinking good thoughts is not enough. Initiation is the process of thinking the right thoughts at the right time - but what happens when there is more than one thought to be thought at a given time? What happens when your own Initiation has become so dynamic that it must be though of in terms of world-building? When you Need more than one head to think your thoughts?
"World-building is not an easy skill to learn. Men are not gods, and our actions are bound by many forces that gods would not have to put up with. But in another sense, world-building is going on all the time, with everything that we do. If we decide to read a certain newspaper, we take that view into our world. If we decide to hang out with certain people and avoid the phone calls of others, we are populating our world. Our strengths and failures rest heavily on the worlds we build. For example, if we have filled our world with good people, our ideas march forward even if we are sick in bed with the flue. If we have put our worlds together, with good strong ideas, we will attract good people. If our worlds are big, we will not know boredom." _Uncle Setnakt's Essential Guide to the Left Hand Path_, by Don Webb, page 68
I don't want to take a negative attitude into my world. I have little influence on events in Washington. But I do have influence on events in my own life. I build my world by what I draw into it. I will be pro-active and not reactive.
I will learn from the many heroic people who have come before me, who have lived in much worse ages than ours.
Friday, October 3, 2008
"Live Slow, Live Long"
5:53am
I didn't have long to wait at the car repair shop, but I did have enough time to pick up a National Geographic magazine, look at its stunning photography and read part of a story about troglobites. One passage struck me as having a lesson for us humans:
"To survive stagnant, low-oxygen air in dead-end recesses and months without food, many troglobites have super-slow metabolisms. And because they live slow, they live long. The Orconectes australis crayfish of Shelta Cave in Alabama may reproduce at 100 years, and live to 175." (_Discoveries in the Dark_ by Keven Krajick, National Geographic, September 2007)
"Live slow, live long", isn't that a way to approach life? Those of us who love life, ponder the immortality of the spirit and seek longevity of the flesh vehicle, can we find a clue here? Those of us who would master time, we might get the false idea that we can increase efficiency by rushing about, trying to pack more into each minute. But not if we rush about robotically. Also perhaps relaxation exercises by which we slow our heart beats may have an additional effect beyond the calmness of the moment to actually lengthening our lives.
(Also there is a message for me, as I find myself puzzled by a slow metabolism. I know part of the slowing of the metabolism is an aspect of the aging process, but can it also be part of the way the body prepares itself for the long haul?
So instead of feeling sorry for myself that I can't pig out like I used to, I can accept this slowing as a good thing. And with a sense of humor, if times get very bad, to know I can survive on little food is to know I have greater survival potental.)
Saturday, October 4, 2008
"First Walk of the Season"
6:33pm
It's been a long, long summer, triple digit temps extending as far as October 2nd. And all summer long, we've been cooped up. But now the weather has finally cooled enough to permit comfortable walking, (82.9F /28.3C), as of 5:51pm. It felt so good to stretch our legs on the Smucker Park path. There is new construction everywhere, reminding us of how long it's been since we were there. There is also a new curvy exit, with a roundabout, which leads to a stop light, hopefully safer.
This fall, I hope to do lots more walking, and not waste the nice weather. So far, we're doing better with eating. I'd been snacking so much, even my 'loose' skirts were tight. After two weeks, they're again comfortable. If I continue the good work, even my 'tight' skirts will get loose.
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