Can we talk about American Gods? We really have a dark-skin black woman playing a Biblical Queen and a Love Goddess. We have Black People portraying Egyptian Gods. The lead of the show is black. They have West African Gods being portrayed on mainstream media. Seeing black people’s mythology and history represented on screen by black actors is a big thing. People aren’t even aware of nor regard the several figures in Abrahamic religions being African. .

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Oh yeah, I guess I can upload this now.

I drew this dumb little comic almost two years ago when I first joined the AC team at Ubisoft. It has nothing to do with the game other than being related to Ancient Egypt, and was drawn fun and sent around the office for shits and giggles.

I wish I could say the joke was my own. Alas, I aped it from an old computer game some Aussies in the crowd may know: Skippy and the Curse of the Temple of Ock.


–Sak
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You Only Have To Look

The Gods never left us.

Ra is the prickle in the skin of the reveller on a sun-kissed day, warming them inside and out.

Set is the roaring in the heart of every rioter, whose eyes are opened by the unrelenting fire He burns in their belly.

Thoth is the yearning for knowledge that drives the academic to follow their dreams, pushing them to greater heights.

Sobek is the promise of self-confidence, beckoning the shy ones from their shells, His hand guiding them to being their best selves.

Nut is the unspoken connection between lovers as they sit beneath star-spangled sky, Her embrace lulling them closer.

Sekhmet is the guttural roar in the throat of the blood-soaked warrior who defends what is rightfully theirs, fearsome and strong.

Geb is the whistle in the wind that rustles the hair of the gardener who plows His land and enjoys the spoils of His soil.

Hathor is the maternal love between newborn and parent, Her lips the gentle kisses full of tearful joy that make life so precious.

Ma'at is the courage that spurs the journalist to give justice to those who are otherwise denied, and to expose isfet without fear when they see it.

Anubis is the urge to protect those who are dearest, and to guide them to a life of grace and blessings.

They say the Gods are gone, forgotten, and a world away.

But they are here; you only have to look for them.

(Inspired by @dandthegods.)