“ Not a perfect soul, I am perfecting. Not a human being, I am a human becoming
â My body is but wax and wick for flame. When the candle burns out, the light shines elsewhere
â Name yourself in your heart and know who you are
â In my heart are the deeds my body has done and my heart has been weighed in the balance
â In the beat of a heart, the suck of a breath, you are the universe
- The Egyptian Book of the Dead”
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