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Christopher Hamilton
Beyond The Stars
Stumbling out of the yard, I thought consciously that if I could just will myself to
the house I still had faith. Body full of anguish, but my heart was more so anxious
because when I collapsed to the ground I knew. There was no more bodily anguish, my
vision wanes and my body begins to fade cold. Suddenly, the weight of my body is
evaporated; the soul of my body is eradicated as there is nothing left but a cold corpse
awaiting its temple. At this time I knew that it was my time to finally face my ultimate
judgment.
My soul sets out on a tremendous, majestic journey beyond the stars and through
all the planets and galaxies. The sight was beautiful; I was trapped within an immobile
state of awe as I continued though the same space I stared at in admiration all the time
leading to now. I finally became a bit more consciously present as I neared a
monumental structure, and that’s when I finally understood the situation I had just began
to endear. This monumental structure was the Hall of Two Truths, and I was just
finishing my journey to the supreme judgment of my lifetime.
Thus I’ve finally arrived, and upon my saunter to the colossal sized double doors
they begin to gracefully ease open to allow me in. Upon my entrance a jackal-headed
deity instantly greets me. At first I am taken aback at the sight, but I quickly realize that
this being was no one other than Anubis, the Goddess of Death. She pauses, as if she
wants me to follow her, then she continues down a long halfway with paintings and
portraits of all the great deities. As we near the end of the hall there is an enormous room
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that encompasses a ravishing throne in the center, but the thrown is all but vacant.
Anxiety begins to become an inevitable trait as I realized who beholds the throne.
Osiris, judge of the dead, sits comfortable in the throne awaiting my arrival, and
ready to decide the eternal faith of my soul. My whole life I’ve lived in imitation of
Osiris in truth, and in goodness as well. I cried out to Osiris about the morals I withheld
in my heart at all times, the charity that I’ve done for numerous people out of pure desire
to help, the people who I’ve assisted because I couldn’t bear watch their search for help,
and even the fact that I never spoke in malign to or about other people. I explained to
Osiris how my intentions were always and only to provide good to the world. I turned
my head towards the goddess Nut as she protected the Vault of Heaven to see if I had
earned any empathy, but the deities remained emotionless.
There was a long break of silence, and upon returning my gaze back towards
Osiris I noticed that he had already been pointing in an area towards his right. As I
glanced towards that direction I notice the Scale of Justice; one side was occupied with
the feather of Ma’at, and the other side was intended for my heart to rest and weigh.
Underneath the scale for my heart there sits a lake engulfed in flames burning in fury.
Ammit, a treacherous monster, waits in the fiery lake in anticipation of devouring my
heart if it dare outweighed the feather by a morsel.
I stood there grimacing with the thoughts of my heart being too heavy as it was
rested on the scale. This was the most important judgment of not my life, but my
eternity, so I waited just as anxiously as I was before my collapse. The scale juggles
back in forth as it tries to reach an equilibrium. My eyes roam around the room as all the
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deities loiter around me complacently. Finally, the judgment is delivered as the scale
reached equilibrium, and my heart did not out weigh the feather. As jubilant as possible
I looked again at all the deities as they finally showed expressions of gratitude. With
Ammit still ferociously trying to gain a grasp of my soul, I immediately rushed towards
Nut, as she gladly allowed me access to the Vault of Heaven. My entire life I lived in
goodness, and nor did I ever intentionally cause another person anguish. It has always
been my dream to travel the world at any given time. Through the credentials in which I
lived my life I’ve been allowed to do so. I am now Farwell, God of the sky. I will now
spend my eternity monitoring the universe and traveling.