Horus the Evolution

By Omega Supreme

In the second installment of our trilogy, North and South Egypt are on the cusp of war. A host of gods and goddesses choose sides. Horus travels through time to defeat his uncle and save his love. He learns lessons of love and war from some of the greatest men in history. Witness the evolution of Horus from king to God. Will he be able to unite Egypt before the nation is ruined by civil war?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: May 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781514490631

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This work is inspired by schools of thought that have existed since the beginning of man. All respects and considerations have been given to the authors and followers of the ancient and prestigious works. These have contributed to the evolution, and sometimes devolution of our very existence. Since the birth of the first human, we have sought enlightenment through knowledge. Regardless of your age, race, religion, gender, geology, the pursuit of knowledge is yours if you choose.

None who live now were around to walk the earth in the first days. Faith is necessary to form a life path. No one has the right to make a spiritual choice for another. Be careful not to judge those who praise the same Creator in their native tongue.

Those who truly seek the light of knowledge through the Craft of Freemasonry, need to know and understand that whatever philosophy you choose to subscribe to, is no more valid than another. Your personal light cannot shine while trying to diminish that of your brother. No one person owns the craft, Objective or Speculative. All derive from the one. The authors of books that were written hundreds of years ago do not transcend nor overshadow the true foundation. The African spiritual systems, Ancient Kemet, Sumer, and the Moorish sciences lay the true cornerstone from which Freemasonry is built. These systems taught the fundamentals to man long before there was a lodge. Let all who travel this road accept the challenge of using these gifts in their original purpose, to better all of mankind.

Blessings and peace be upon you.

CHAPTER I

LET THERE BE LIGHT

T he light from the coffin is blinding. It is a pure white light. The intensity is enough to permeate the Great Hall. The illumination invades every room. The heat is unbearable. All who are present yield under the force.

Horus lies motionless on the throne. He is exhausted from his battle with his cousin. Isis pulls her veil over head to protect from the radiance. Serena screams in agony. She is mortal. Her human form is unable to withstand the superhuman energy.

Just when the glare becomes deadly, the glows begins to dwindle. The temperature lowers in the room. Everyone starts to recover. Serena stands up. She rubs her eyes. Isis removes her veil. Her eyes are drawn to the coffin. The Goddess is speechless. The coffin is empty. The light disappears.

The removal of the glare reveals a God. Lord Osiris stands fully restored. There is a glow about him. The first ruler is dressed in white satin from head to toe. He is adorned in gold.

Serena bows immediately. My Lord. Isis is stunned. She stretches her arms out to him. My love. Is it true? Are you true? He responds. Yes. It is. Yes. I am. She drops her veil and runs to him. They embrace. It has been an eternity without you. I did not think it was possible. But to have you with us again. Words cannot express my feelings.

He stares at her. The boy. Where is he? They both look to the throne. Serena rubs the hair of Horus, who has not moved. Osiris walks over to him. He looks at Serena. My child, may I? In total submission, she backs away. Of course my Lord. Osiris touches the heart of his son. Breathe the air of life Lord Horus. Breathe!

Horus takes a deep breath. His eyes open. Serena faints. Horus stands up. Osiris hugs him. No father could be prouder. Horus holds his dad. No son could be more honored. Isis helps Serena to her feet. I am fine. Thank you ma’am.

Horus turns and pulls the sword from the floor. He twirls the swords around. He pulls a piece of cloth from his pocket. He cleans the blade and handle. The son bows his head and presents the sword to his father. To its rightful owner. The father accepts the sword. He looks over the blade from top to bottom. It has been soiled. Yes father. It has. Only in defense against evil. My apologies father. No apologies are necessary. You have ruled as a true son of Heliopolis. He hands the blade back to Horus. Yes. To its rightful owner.

The four exit the Great Hall. The citizens of Egypt rejoice in the return of their true leader. They have waited generations for this day. The people begin to play music and dance in the streets. They sing songs of triumph and victory. It is a great day in all of Egypt.

The celebration lasts well into the night. As the suns rises in the east, there are men women and children sleep in the streets of Mina. There is no sleep for the royal couple. They have much to discuss. They talk all night. Much has happened since the betrayal of Osiris.

The king looks out the window onto the city. He grows quiet. What is the matter? So much loss. I have been away for so long. We have lost so much. And what of our son? He is a man. We have missed his childhood. It is undeserved that he has spent his life in hiding. What crime have we committed that a brother would have such hatred for us?

Do not think of it. There is nothing that we can about those things that have already occurred. He has risked all to see to your safe return. You are here. I am here. He is here. My love, let us put our focus on living as a family. We have been given another chance. Let us not waste it dwelling on things we cannot change.

Of course. You are right.

He walks out of the room. Where are you going?

I need to see a friend.

He walks down the hallway of the palace. He notices that he is humming a tune that heard the night before. Thoughts of the party bring a smile to his face. After a short stroll, he arrives at an oversized wooden door.

He knocks three times. An aged voice answered. What do you want here? What do you think old man? Open this door to me. The voice argues. Open it yourself. Osiris pushes the door open. Thoth greets him with a bear sized hug. Put me down old fool. My Lord Osiris. The greatest thing these eyes have seen. I am grateful. My brother, I have missed you as well. I offer you many thanks for your care of my son. I am indebted to you. I have missed so much of his life. Tell me about him."

Thoth looks disturbed. I am sorry to say that I cannot say much. After an attempt on his life, it was necessary to send him away. Set was determined to have his life. Osiris grabs his shoulder. No worry old friend. Gratitude for all that you did. He has a companion. Do you know of the girl?"

Thoth replies. I do. She is my daughter. Does this displease you? Have you gone mad? Of course I am pleased. If I did not consider you a brother, this would certainly make us family.

In Horus’ tent Serena has been ill all morning. Are you ill? Do you need the physician? No. I will be fine. I need to visit with my father. He will have remedies. I will return. Horus nods. She exits the tent.

Anu-ab wakes and stretches his front paws. Horus puts on his shirt and jeans. He walks out barefoot heading for the beach. As he approaches the Nile bank, he notices his mother standing on the shore. Good morning Mother. She looks at him and smiles. Yes my glory. Good morning. Do not worry about the sickness. I will pass.

He questions. Sickness? She explains. Yes son. The girl Serena is with child. The sickness occurs during the beginning. Do you love her? Yes. I do. Of course you know what that means? She is mortal son. One day she will die. Are you prepared to love her then to be alone? Horus is irritated. "After all that you have been through, how could you ask me that?

Serena arrives at her father’s laboratory. Father. Are you here? "Yes child. Come in. this place has been a real hive today. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?

I have been ill all morning. He notices a familiar glow about her. Does Lord Horus know that you are with child? With child? No sir. He does not because I did not. Thoth sits on a bench and takes his daughters hands.

Daughter, you have to think this through. He is an immortal. You are not. A child between you and he could have implications. What are your intentions towards him?

She starts to cry. I don’t know.

Horus sits in the tent with Anu-Ab. He has thought long and hard about this decision. Serena walks in. How are you? Did the old man have something to help with the baby? She questions. You know about the baby? No. I know about the babies! Babies? How many?

There are four. I can hear them.

Are you angry? No. I am not angry. Are you?

I am not angry. I am afraid that I will die and leave you alone with four children. Do you want to get -– Yes! I would love nothing more. You didn’t let me finish. She runs across the tent and pounces on him.

But what about your parents? What about my parents? Do you want to marry them or me? You. Of course.

How will you tell them that you plan to marry me?

Osiris and Isis are standing in the doorway of the tent. Osiris answers for his son. You just did. I am happy for you Son, and daughter. Isis apologizes. I am sorry son. Our conversation did not go as intended. I only wanted you to be aware of the situation. Clearly, you are. After all you both have been through, you both deserve to have a family.

So then the matter is settled. We have a wedding to plan. Osiris steps out of the tent. Son. Come. Take a walk with me. The two walk towards the Nile bank. I want to apologize for not being present during your younger years. You have travelled with no home or family. No son should have to endure such hardships. Your mother and I can never return what has been lost. Perhaps I was naïve when it came to your uncle. I could not imagine that he harbored such ill will towards me.

It is a small matter Father. Think no more of it. What is done, is done. We can do no more about it. Dwelling will accomplish nothing. But you can help me with another matter. I know nothing of being a father, or husband for that matter.

Son. The best advice that I can give you is to be true to yourself and your beliefs. Be mindful of the things you do and say.

Father. The child speaks to me.

How so?

There are four voices. They speak to me in clear voices. Each has a different personality. It’s as if there were four different people existing at the same time.

"This is