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Aaru Fields of Reeds and Gold
Field of Reeds is a heavenly paradise where Osiris rules. Ka of the Nile. Ancient Egyptians believed that the soul resides in the heart. Upon death, the Weighing of the Heart occurs. I drank from the cup of His salvation and entered in while the sun drank me and poured me out I stood in the silence of time with my heels down weighing out the world I measured my breath, and found it to be good. It is there that I understood that Aaru fields of reeds is a golden healing place that I could go to when I needed to be comforted; I walked in with my shield and sword lifted high shuffling through the reeds with my tender feet not a blade of grass stirred not a single sound incurred as my vision blurred, I dropped all my weapons all my masks and facades for an ounce of Honesty; I took my first sip of life at the cusp of death and realized it was not I who named me Great Warrior it was Osiris, as He pressed the Ankh to my forehead my third eye opened and what I saw was a man with a heart of Gold.
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