The Great God Thoth
Speaks and Shares
His Wisdom Either as
Ibis-Bird or as Baboon
Depending on Circumstance

Delta poems. Desert nights. Cleopatra elaborating on the pyramids. Pharaonic proverbs. Scenes at court. All this is not enough. You want more. You need more. Your hunger-love-desire for Egypt has been awakened and is getting worse and worse and will never be satisfied. And you never want it to be satisfied, you never want it to stop. The Great God Thoth provides holy medicine; take an overdose from Thoth!

His Sacredness recommends that you continue your journey with Strong Bulls that Rise in Truth, scriptures that instruct you on how to mount the cows of challenge in your path with profit; read and pay homage to all Strong Bulls and read with particular application the second, sixth, and eighth Strong Bull.

In addition and for contrast, engage with The Pharaonic Day-Book of Neferhotep XXV, a beautiful text written in non-rhyming prose by the dullest and in all likelihood also the dumbest of all pharaohs, mixing everyday observations with not much else.

Next, do treat yourself to any number of early pyramid-building treatises by Imhotep, all rather serious and droll.

So as not to neglect the feminine, turn to I Shall Recount and I Shall Relate: Selected Mother-Daughter Correspondences of the New Kingdom. At a minimum, browse one of the Cloudless Sky editions; peruse the Stars That Come Out at Night commentary edition if you want to be given all that can be given.

Then examine the Nile Protocols, in spite of its title a compendium of maps and the most imaginative-misleading-willful compendium of maps of its kind, covering not only Egypt’s fertile river lands but also the country’s arid mountain and desert regions.

Furthermore, do not tarry in reaching for and unbundling the Onomasticon of Amenemope, containing all the words Ptah used to say Egypt into being — there is no rival to the Kahun-Hetepsenusret Archives version, of course.

A barbarian’s account that simply cannot be excluded and that needs no further introduction is the popular yet truthful Sandal-Bearing: Tasks, Trials, Triumphs by the Cypriote Under-Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs. I Know That Pyramid! is by the same author and is not to be read by children over the age of five.

And now firmly arriving in the present, make certain use of the papyrus Cleopatra When She Tilts Her Head and Smiles, which principally consists of queries of an aesthetic, cultural, or sublime nature and the advisory opinions received from Cleopatra or her staff.

All these writings are readily available for consultation-study-rapturous delight at the Library of Alexandria.