Tuesday, October 31, 2006
I wish to take a moment to thank all of our readers of and visitors to the ILMJ during the past year. Look for more new content, positively enlightening, and inspirational information, as always, from the ILMJ as the new year emerges forward.
In the Realm of the Goddess,
▪ Rev. Dr. K.A. Sahure, D.D., Msc.D., 5º H.P.
▪ Rev. Sifu H.A. Diop, 3º L.P.
▪ Rev. D.M. Raven, 2º S.P.
The Temple of Kheti
The Occult Metaphysical Sciences Institute
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
By the damned, I mean the excluded.
We shall have a procession of data that Science has excluded.
Battalions of the accursed, captained by pallid data that I have exhumed, will march. You'll read them--or they'll march. Some of them livid and some of them fiery and some of them rotten.
Some of them are corpses, skeletons, mummies, twitching, tottering, animated by companions that have been damned alive. There are giants that will walk by, though sound asleep. There are things that are theorems and things that are rags: they'll go by like Euclid arm in arm with the spirit of anarchy. Here and there will flit little harlots. Many are clowns. But many are of the highest respectability. Some are assassins. There are pale stenches and gaunt superstitions and mere shadows and lively malices: whims and amiabilities. The naïve and the pedantic and the bizarre and the grotesque and the sincere and the insincere, the profound and the puerile.
A stab and a laugh and the patiently folded hands of hopeless propriety.
The ultra-respectable, but the condemned, anyway.
The aggregate appearance is of dignity and dissoluteness: the aggregate voice is a defiant prayer: but the spirit of the whole is processional.
The power that has said to all these things that they are damned, is Dogmatic Science.
But they'll march.
The little harlots will caper, and freaks will distract attention, and the clowns will break the rhythm of the whole with their buffooneries--but the solidity of the procession as a whole: the impressiveness of things that pass and pass and pass, and keep on and keep on and keep on coming.
The irresistibleness of things that neither threaten nor jeer nor defy, but arrange themselves in mass-formations that pass and pass and keep on passing.
* * *
So, by the damned, I mean the excluded.
But by the excluded I mean that which will some day be the excluding.
Or everything that is, won't be.
And everything that isn't, will be --
But, of course, will be that which won't be --
It is our expression that the flux between that which isn't and that which won't be, or the state that is commonly and absurdly called 'existence,' is a rhythm of heavens and hells: that the damned won't stay damned; that salvation only precedes perdition. The inference is that some day our accursed tatterdemalions will be sleek angels. Then the sub-inference is that some later day, back they'll go whence they came."
▪ Excerpted from Chapter I - Book of the Damned  by Charles Hoy Forte (1874-1932) .
Monday, October 9, 2006
Wednesday, October 4, 2006
Why is it we choose our lives to be the way they are?
We have lives that are difficult and complicated
With pain and suffering
We made those decisions to live this way
Only to complain about the things that went wrong
Mistakes are repeated over and over again
Until we learn the lessons that are there
If everyone choose to learn without pain
We would all find it easier to experience life
We could all enjoy the beauty of things from within
The light in everyone’s souls
But so many do not choose that path
They prefer to see life’s lesson the hard way
They choose to make decisions that only will bring pain
To themselves and all others around them
If we all choose to see the true light that is from within
We would not make these wrong decisions
If every one of us could realize how lucky we are
To be here during this important time
We would make the right choices
To make our worlds transition
Into the next dimension much easier
So lets all start right now to let go of our pains
And see the positive that is within all of us
To see that is good in all
Learn the lessons the first time
So they are not repeated over and over again
This is the way to make the necessary changes for us
So that we can make that important move
That so many of us are aware of now
© 2000 by Priestess Bronwen
Tuesday, October 3, 2006
Monday, October 2, 2006
The Society of Egyptian Khemeticism (SOEK) is an offspring of the Temple of Kheti. The major focal point of the Society of Egyptian Khemeticism is to explore, study, and research topics about the history, practice, re-creation, and reconstruction of the Ancient Egyptian religion in modern times now known as Khemeticism, a systematic belief system. The Society of Egyptian Khemeticism is part of the knowledge basis from which the Temple of Kheti draws its Khemetic doctrinal theology. For well over three thousand years, the civilization of the Ancient Egyptians developed, evolved, thrived, and prospered; and the history of this culture has spanned longer than Recorded History (i.e., history that has been recorded via the inscribing of characters onto a medium, such as--papyrus, vellum, linen, stone, etc., and/or by the use of language.
Topics of interest are drawn from the Ancient Egyptian texts, Ancient to Modern Afrocentric historiography and Egyptology:
Ancient Egyptian Language (AEL)
Ancient Egyptian Priesthood, Religious Piety, Pathways & Worship
Ankh (acrux ansata)
Amduat (Am-Tuat) - Book of the Secret Chamber, Vol. I
Book of Gates, Vol. II
The Books of the Other World, Vol. III
The Book of the Dead - Book of Coming Forth by Day
The 42 Laws of Ma'at
The Pyramid Texts
The Coffin Texts - Book of Two Ways
Khemetic Orthodox Religion
Book of Caverns
Book of the Earth
In addition to this, related topics include reincarnation, mummification, the pyramids, hieroglyphics, pharaohs and pharaonic history, dynasties, theology, archaeology, geography, and anthropology drawing from a variety of academic and field study resources. Since this is such a massive, scholarly and unfunded undertaking (project) by all of our Temple members we will eventually get around to clearing up any ambiguities and misinformation presented on this web page and out website as time permits. Please feel free to assist us in our goal to present valid information by contacting us at: soek @ templeofkheti . org
▲ The Temple of Kheti.org
Sunday, October 1, 2006
by M. I. Ogumefu, B.A.
THE THREE MAGICIANS
A CERTAIN King had engaged in a series of wars, during which he employed three magicians or medicine-men to make charms for him, so that he might destroy his enemies.
At the end of the war these three magicians came to the King and humbly asked to be allowed to return home. The King foolishly refused, and at this the magicians said:
“We asked your permission out of courtesy, O King, but we can very easily depart without it.”
Thereupon the first magician fell down on the ground and disappeared. The second threw a ball of twine into the air, climbed up the thread and disappeared p. 29 likewise. The third magician, Elenre, remained standing.
“It is your turn to disappear,” said the King, trembling with anger, “or I will slay you.”
“You cannot harm me,” replied the magician.
At this the King ordered him to be beheaded, but the sword broke in two, and the executioner’s arm withered away. The King then ordered him to be speared, but the spear crumpled up and was useless. An attempt was made to crush the magician with a rock, but it rolled over his body as lightly as a child’s ball.
The King then sent for the magician’s wife and asked her to reveal his secret charm. At last the woman confessed that if they took one blade of grass from the thatched roof of a house, they could easily cut off his head with it.
This was done, and the magician’s head rolled off and stuck to the King’s hand. It could not by any means be removed. When food and drink was brought to the p. 30 King, the head consumed it all, so that the King seemed likely to die.
Magicians were hastily summoned from all over the kingdom, but the head laughed at all their charms and remained fast.
Finally came one who prostrated himself before the head and cried out:
“Who am I to oppose you, great Elenre? I come only because the King commands me.”
To this Elenre replied:
“You are wiser than all the rest!” and the head fell at once to the ground, where it became a flowing river, which to this day is called Odo Elenre, or Elenre’s river.
The magician’s wife was likewise changed into a river, but because she had betrayed him, Elenre commanded the river not to flow, and it became instead a stagnant pool.