Saturday, January 26, 2013

Egypt fiction that steps into the unknown

False door - a nest of doorways going back into infinity
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Her tawny eyes held his in a steady gaze.
“Have you truly ever opened yourself up to ancient power? Sat in front of a false door in meditation to listen in the silence and allowed yourself to go through into an unknown beyond, to meet the transpersonal beings who will surely come? What is it you fear so? If you find they exist, then they exist. Strictures from an outdated religion will not change the reality. And why do you fear chaos so much - as much as any ancient Egyptian ever did? Look around. The last time I did, the world was already in crisis. Why not welcome a New Age and a new creation, or, if you like, a return to a golden age? Isn’t that what the Egyptians, and Egyptophiles, secretly dream of? It’s time for a great transition to the next level of human consciousness. You are in Egypt. Try letting the energy of the Neters reach into you and hear what they want to say to you.”
She had a way of making her brand of paganism sound perfectly reasonable, almost desirable.
What was it about his tenuous hold on belief that he valued and why did he fear collision with hers? What was it about today’s world that he wanted to save?
Would he ever dare try letting go, really letting go, opening himself up to whatever might come, alone in the darkness of a tomb, pyramid or temple?
In the gaze of her steady eyes in this dimly lit place it did not seem so bizarre. She was leading him on, but not to intimacy, to something that stirred a different excitement and a fear of the forbidden.
‘Are you trying to seduce my soul?’ he thought.


Excerpt from The Hathor Holocaust, 2nd in the Anson Hunter adventure thriller series.



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