I don’t even know how it happened.
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I am He Before Whom the Sky Shakes, the howling of the desert wind. The force of my anger moves mountains of sand, carves a new landscape, and rebuilds the world. I bring the storm to your people, the torrents that knock you to your knees, drowning you in a sea that is only moments old. I split the sky with lightning, strike fire to your hearts.
I am the Lord of the Red Land, the desert, the place of death. My domain is that fiery place where no man dares to go. Alone under the sun’s seething beams, I hunt through the dunes. I navigate through the desperate places, I fight the poisonous ones, and I live.
I am Great of Strength, I alone stop the Evil One. I stand at the head of the sun-boat. With my spear, I fight the One who Would Destroy All. It is my destiny, for I am the god who stands apart. I save the great king with my mighty arm, and when the Serpent is slain, I cast the fragments of his body into the fires of the sun.
I am Set, once king of this land, and I live to fight again.
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This piece is to be published in The Charles Viewer, the literary magazine at Fisher College and The Bennu: Volume II, the literary magazine of the House of Netjer.
Words of a Fledgling Kemetic 
I am sort of belatedly catching up on all your posts (my goodness you’ve been prolific of late!) but I wanted to say that I adore this, read it four times, every time loving it more. I hear His voice so clearly, speaking these words. Quite powerful.
Thank you! I like to say He had a large hand in putting it together – I must admit this is the result of my first (and thus far, only) interaction with Him. I sat down to write about Nut, strangely enough. I’m very happy with how it came out.
As for all the posts… I am trying (unsuccessfully so far =P) to keep up with the pagan blog project. It’s HARD.