A modern metaphor re-stating the core concept of the Egyptian metaphor-system:

 You are Osiris. Osiris is that eternal, permanent part of you, you soul/self. Osiris is your eternal film, the ultimate data-storage medium. You are the camera, the cameraman, the hero of your life-story, the villain as well as many of the extras. You are the writer, director and cinematographer. You are the casting director, the set decorator. You are also the audience, the critic, your most devout fan. You are the Star of your own show, the number-one celebrity of your life. Eternity in the Next Life is a forever movie show, with your entire life, every bit of it, running onscreen non-stop. The theater was designed by you. The chairs are real comfy. No need for bathroom breaks; the popcorn is perfect and always available. The sodas are just the right temperature. You can have any pizza you want, with all the  toppings and no fear of calories or cholesterol. You can drink beer and get buzzed but never nasty drunk. You can have anyone you want with you as audience in that theater—well, you can have their avatars there with you. You are an avatar in the theaters of those who know you. Pets are allowed. All of them and they don’t fight. You have eternity to get to know yourself and your life; you will at last understand why you wrote the script that way.

Of course, you also have to watch the awkward, embarrassing and cruel moments of your life-story. Think about that as you walk through your life toward this other dimension, toward eternity. Think about it in the way that you treat the people in your life. Their avatars will be there to accuse you. You decide how the script reads. You decide what kind of hero you are going to be.

Osiris is the data-storage medium. Re is the light, the light of consciousness, of perception, of self-awareness. Only your Re-light can cross from this life to the next, the only carrier of the data that makes you who you are. Horus is the focal point of that light. Horus is the lens which focuses light upon the substance of Osiris, your eternal self.

These three are the prime trinity and the trinity is within us. You are this trinity. This is your story.

 Ki jed*

As I am Osiris-eternal, so are you also Osiris-eternal. As I am Horus, pharaoh of my inner world, so are you also Horus, pharaoh of your inner world. As I am immortal, so are you also immortal. As you are mortal, so am I also mortal. As I am perfect, so are you also perfect. As you are flawed, so am I also flawed. As you are human, so am I also human. We can only visit each other’s inner worlds as avatars; the better we get to know each other, the more realistic those avatars will be. The differences between us are the spice, the excitement, the thrill of adventure we write into our scripts.

 What If?

Egyptians asked the first science-fiction question: “What if the next life is eternal? What if consciousness is immortal?” They then set out to create lives worth living in eternity, individual stories worth watching over and over. They shared each other’s stories, each other’s dreams and nightmares and in so doing expanded the view of the Real World that they could take with them as memories. They knew that only memories can cross into that final silence. The elaborate rituals and wealth involved in their funeral rituals were metaphors of their profound respect for the living, biological container that is the human body, vessel of Osiris, carrier of Re. Animals become food. Human beings do not become food. The flesh gets to rest, at last, its physical burdens set down. Egyptians showed their gratitude to their bodies for carrying them through life by the respect they gave in burial. The lesson of this was not lost on the living.

Other metaphor-systems contemporary with Egypt lived by the admonition, “All life is sorrowful.” Erase the memories when you leave. Erase the film that was your life. Egyptians loved life too much, loved their experience of life in the Nile Valley. They knew that life was sorrowful. They also knew that sorrow is the sweetener of joy, and both are part of your eternal story. Their answer was, “Yes, life is sorrowful–so let’s face the music and dance.”

(*ki jed is Egyptian for “in other words.” They said it a lot.)