egyptians for truth


↳ Maat or Ma'at was the ancient Egyptian personification and goddess of truth, balance, order, harmony, law, morality, and justice. Maat was also personified as a goddess regulating the stars, seasons, and the actions of both mortals and the deities, who set the order of the universe from chaos at the moment of creation. 

After my Ordination into the Center for Sacred Studies, I picked a tarot card with the Goddess, Nuit.
*.. Nuit is Goddess of the Sky, the heavens and the starry night that reflects the eternity of the universe. As Mother Goddess of the Night, She is keeper of the unconsciousness and a protector of those who have journeyed through the land of the dead. Her skin is the color of the night sky lit by the starry souls of our dead ancestors who await rebirth. As the Mother Goddess of the Sun, She is a Goddess of resurrection. Each of Her hands and feet touching one of the cardinal points of Earth creating a Circle Of life with no beginning and no end. Her arched body creates the Milky Way filled with the Spiraling lights of Resurrection. Through the love of Goddess Nuit we are all sparks of life manifesting our own paths and free will. Her greatest gift is that we experience life with the promise of all paths leading back to Her. ..*

goddesses for the signs
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Aries:</b> <b>Pele</b> - Hawaiian volcano goddess. Is both creator and destroyer of land // <b>Ishtar</b> - Mesopotamian Goddess of sexual love, fertility, and war<p/><b>Taurus:</b> <b>Flora</b> - Roman Goddess of flowers // <b>Inanna</b> - Sumerian Goddess of sexual love, fertility, and warfare<p/><b>Gemini:</b> <b>Baubo</b> - Greek Goddess of mirth, jests, and bawdy humour // <b>Saraswati</b> - Hindu Goddess of Knowledge, the Arts, Mathematics, Education, and cosmic Wisdom <p/><b>Cancer:</b> <b>Yemaya</b> - Yoruban Mother Goddess, Goddess of the Ocean // <b>Artemis/Diana</b> - Greek/Roman Goddess of the hunt, virginity, and childbirth. Associated with the moon<p/><b>Leo:</b> <b>Amaterasu</b> - Japanese sun Goddess // <b> Kuan Yin</B> - Chinese Goddess of Mercy and Compassion<p/><b>Virgo:</b> <b>Brighid</b> - Celtic Goddess of poetry, healing, and crafts // <b>Sophia</b> - Greek Goddess of wisdom<p/><b>Libra:</b> <b>Lalita</b> - Hindu goddess of beauty. Name means <I>beautiful, playful, beloved</i> // <b>Ma'at</b> - Egyptian Goddess, personified concept of truth, balance, justice, and order<p/><b>Scorpio:</b> <b>Hectate</b> - Greek Goddess of witchcraft and magick, crossroads, and the harvest moon // <b>Eos</b> - Greek Goddess of the dawn<p/><b>Sagittarius:</b> <b>Cerridwen</b> - Celtic Goddess of transformation // <b>Tara</b> - Hindu, Mother Goddess, the absolute, unquenchable hunger that propels all life.<p/><b>Capricorn:</b> <b>Cybele</b> - Greek Earth Mother // <b>Fortuna</b> - Roman Goddess of fortune<p/><b>Aquarius:</b> <b>Athena</b> - Greek Goddess of wisdom, defensive and strategic wars // <b>Isis</b> - Egyptian Mother Goddess, matron of nature and magick, Goddess of creativity and the underdog<p/><b>Pisces:</b> <b>Hestia</b> - Greek Goddess of the hearth and domestic life // <b>Maya</b> - Hindu Goddess of Illusion and Mystery<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

This reminds me of something

When I first started reading TG as a foreigner, I had thought “Amon” was an odd name for a Japanese man.

Because Amon, or Amun, is the name of an Ancient Egyptian deity. To avoid confusion, lets refer to him as Amun throughout this meta.

Amun was worshipped as the God of Winds in Ancient Egypt and during the New Kingdom period (roughly around 1500-1000 BC), he came to be hailed as the King of Gods. He was merged with the sun god Ra, also called Re, and became Amun-Ra. 

He was seen as the protector of the less fortunate and upholder of justice. He was called the voice of the poor.  

Amun-Ra was associated with Maat, the Egyptian goddess of truth, justice and goodness. The followers of Amun-Ra were first oblieged to confess their sins to prove their worthiness and desire for forgiveness. He was merciful and forgiving to those who prayed him.

Amon Koutarou as a character is also heavily associated with a strong sense of justice and the pursuit of truth. 

He has a desire to protect others, as well as his own loved ones. As a man with strong beliefs, he has been shown to believe in compensating for one’s sins as shown in his exchange with Takizawa on Rue.

Amun’s title as the Protector of Roads can be tied to Amon’s battle with the Quinx, which he engaged in to allow Seidou and Akira safe passage. Amon’s name itself has the kanji 門 (mon) in it which stands for gate.

Long story short, it is amusing to me that all of this was right below our noses from the very beginning. I believe this would further support Amon’s status as another King.

I like what Ishida does with names.

Honestly, why do white people feel they need to comment “All girls” under a positive post for black girls. Like are ya’ll that thirsty for attention you already get from all of America? Like can you not let black girls have a moment to shine. Jesus knows that gets on my last nerve. Anyways BLACK GIRLS ARE MAGIC! AND DON’T YOU FORGET THAT.

hey, have you see the…? oh; accidental truths

“Dean,” Cas says, coming into the storage room. “Have you seen the…? Oh.”

Dean sits up with a groan, inching away from the weird, stone-carved statue beside his foot. He’d caught it on instinct when it came tumbling out of one of the boxes, and it’d immediately knocked him on his ass. Some kind of mojo had jolted through him; a bright blue electric shock that still has him twitching a little.

“Are you all right?” Cas asks.

Dean starts to say, “Yeah,” but what comes out is, “My ass hurts. I think I bruised my tailbone.”

Cas picks is way through the other stuff that fell out of the box, mostly papers yellowed with dust and age. “What happened?”

“I knocked over a box, and that fell out of it. I – I, um –”

“Did you touch it?”

“Just for a second.”

Cas frowns at it. “It’s a statue of Ma'at, the Egyptian goddess of truth. I’ve seen similar statues of Veritas and Altheia; in ancient times, they were used to make criminals confess.”

“Oh, God,” Dean says, rubbing his face. He’s got plenty of truth inside him, and none of it is the kind of thing he wants to admit to Cas. “Can you fix it?”

Crouching beside him, Cas lightly touches his forehead. He grits his teeth against the familiar, chilly sweep of grace; once it passes, he still has an itch under his skin.

“Sorry,” Cas says, shaking his head. “This is old magic, and.. tenacious. If you only touched the statue briefly, it should pass in a few minutes.”

“Okay, okay,” Dean says. “Can you, can you –um.”

“I’ll go if you want.”

Dean starts to nod his head, but then his big, dumb mouth opens and he blurts out, “No, I don’t want you to go. I never want you to go. I wish you’d stay here all the time.”

Thankfully, Cas doesn’t try to respond to that. He just clears a space on the floor with his foot and sits down about three feet away. A full thirty seconds ticks by; Dean does his best to ride the restless, rising feeling inside him, but eventually it crests, washing over him like a wave.

“I want you to sit closer.”

Cas studies him for a moment, then shifts over about a foot. “Is that better?”

“No,” Dean says. God, he wants to die. “Closer.”

Cas shifts again, straightening his leg and pressing his thigh against Dean’s. Another thirty seconds rolls by; the words crowd into Dean’s throat, spilling out before he can swallow them.

“I want to hold your hand.”

“Okay,” Cas says, offering his hand palm up. When Dean doesn’t take it – he’s too busy staring at it, horrified – Cas just reaches over and laces their fingers together.

Another thirty seconds; humiliation is a living thing in Dean’s gut, but he can’t fucking stop.

“Cas, I — you, um – ” Dean takes a deep breath and bites the inside of his cheek, but it doesn’t stop the words from bubbling up. “Cas, I –”

Cas leans in and kisses him, soft and slow. He tips his head to the side as he pulls away, asking, “Is that what you wanted?” in voice that makes heat wrap around the base of Dean’s spine.

“Yes,” Dean admits, heat flooding his face. “I’m sorry, you –”


“You should just –”

Cas kisses him again, tugging on his hand until he’s half in Cas’ lap. His coat smells like the inside of the Continental, and his other hand curls into Dean’s hair. He makes a gorgeous noise, so throaty and deep Dean wants to nudge him down onto the floor, slide over him, kiss him everywhere, but that thought startles him back to reality.

“Cas,” he says miserably. “You don’t have to. I’m just –” he waves his hand “ – it’s okay.”

Cas frowns at him for a second, then leans over and brushes his fingers over the statue’s feet. Everything flashes blue.

“Cas –”

“I only leave because I must,” Cas says, his voice far steadier than Dean’s has been. “If I had my way, I would stay here with you. I wanted to kiss you. I’ve loved you for years.”

Dean chokes out a noise. “Fuck.”

“When we were first given the mission to retrieve you from hell, I feared at what we would find, but your soul was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.” He touches Dean’s chest, then slides his hand to the hollow of Dean’s throat. “It was so bright.”

The mojo floods out of Dean in a rush, but he looks at Cas and says, “I love you too,” and means every word.

If everyone in a group starts laughing at once, everybody instinctively looks at the person who they like most, or with whom they want to get closer. Therefore, observe everyone’s eyes after a successful joke — you will learn a lot.
When you hug someone you are transferring over an energy of love. Some people give hugs because they want to help others, others to help themselves.
The Government will always require a drug that is legal and poses the least amount of threat to maintain power. In the western world’s case, this drug is alcohol . Without alcohol, there would be chaos. Only while alcohol is legal can the people of power pretend to be drunk on alcohol at social events (because no one likes chit-chat), while in reality, they are high on a better drug that is awakening . They prefer for most of us to sleep whilst they are awake . Selfish fucks .

anonymous asked:

hey there! i wonder if you know some goddesses or female mythological figures related to justice or freedom?

Dike, personification of just judgement, Themis, personification of divine law and order, Astraea, virgin goddess of innocence and purity but often associated with justice (Greek mythology)

Ma’at, the personification of an Egyptian concept of truth, balance, order and morality. She also regulated the stars, seasons and actions of mortals and deities, and her primary role was the weighing of the souls, Ammit, a female demon who ate the hearts of those who were found to be unworthy at the weighing of the souls (Egyptian mythology)

Justitia or Lady Justice, Roman counterpart to Themis and the personification of justice, most commonly associated with the balancing scales and blindfold around her eyes. 

Don’t think of yourself as just a regular old scale, libra. Think of yourself in mythological terms and weigh the hearts of those wishing to pass into the underworld against Ma’at’s feather. If you can’t find the feather of the Egyptian goddess of truth and justice, then store bought is fine.