Please Call Me Rey.

Her Power is to be found in 

Water and Darkness.

She Shouldn't Know What an Ocean is...




 " I was the separated wife of 
The Crown Prince of Earth and Heaven, 
The Heir to The Throne, 
The Next and Future King - 

I was a problem, fullstop. 

Never happened before, what do we do with Her?

She won't go quietly, that's The Problem. 

I'll fight to The End, because I believe that I have a role to fulfil.

And I've got two children to bring up. "

Members of The Divine Quaternity :
Isis (AIR) - 
The Queen of Heaven

Osiris (FIRE) - 
Heavenly Father 
Sleeps a Lot During The Day
Lord of The Underworld

Set (EARTH) - 
The Dark Brother, 
Prince of Darkness, 
Lord of All The Earth

Nepthys (WATER) - 
The Dark Sister, 
The Hidden Power, 
She Who Must Not Be Named

The Great Mother -
Intensely Black 
Bare Bosom
Super-Abundance of Darkness

Whoever Abandoned the Infant Princess-Goddess on a Desert Planet Knew Precisely What They Were Doing -

Like Aquaman in a dry room, She is stripped of her divinity and looses acces to all Her Supranatural Godly Powers.

As soon as She leaves The Desert and first comes into contact with large bodies of abundant water, she is first exposed to waves, tidal currents, 

[ which are a lunar-induced global superfluid dynamic system of chaotic energy flow and continuous movement ]

- Precipitation and a Deeper, Darker Species of Night, capable of swallowing The Sun completely, immediately does the auto-initiatory activation of Her Divine Feminine Christ Consciouness, 

awaken, and immediately finds itself to be in expression of it's full and whole potential power-potency, strength and level of ability and skill.

She was born and raised - much as you and I - with a baseline Power Level of around 1.0 -

Departing at last from Jakku dials Her all the way up to 11.99

She needs no period of training,  
or tutelage and apprenticeship, 
and has no need of a Master to teach Her.

Because She is Awake.

Rey/Nepthys/The UltraBlack Dark Princess' 

Centre of Power.

Please Call Me Rey —

REY: 

Hi, Billy.

BILLY: 

Oh, hi, Rachel. 

This is Murray and The Doctor.

REY: 

Please call me Rey. 

Oh, do you guys want a hand?

MURRAY: 

You haven't by chance got a one and five eights socket, have you?

(Murray laughs, but Rey gets one from her bag.)

Time's Champion : 

Do you always carry around a full set of tools with you?

REY: 

Oh, it's what Billy taught me — 

Always to be Prepared.

Time's Champion : 

A Stitch in Time... Fills up Space. 

" THE text which contains this legend is found cut in hieroglyphics upon a stele which is now preserved in Paris. Attention was first called to it by Chabas, who in 1857 gave a translation of it in the Revue Archéologique, p. 65 ff., and pointed out the importance of its contents with his characteristic ability. 

The hieroglyphic text was first published by Ledrain in his work on the monuments of the Bibliothèque Nationale in Paris,  and I gave a transcript of the text, with transliteration and translation, in 1895. 

The greater part of the text consists of a hymn to Osiris, which was probably composed under the XVIIIth Dynasty, when an extraordinary development of the cult of that god took place, and when he was placed by Egyptian theologians at the head of all the gods. Though unseen in the temples, his presence filled all Egypt, and his body formed the very substance of the country. 

He was the God of all gods and the Governor of the Two Companies of the gods, he formed the soul and body of Ra, he was the beneficent Spirit of all spirits, he was himself the celestial food on which the Doubles in the Other World lived. 

He was the greatest of the gods in On (Heliopolis), Memphis, Herakleopolis, Hermopolis, Abydos, and the region of the First Cataract, and so. 

He embodied in his own person the might of Ra-Tem, Apis and Ptah, the Horus-gods, Thoth and Khnemu, and his rule over Busiris and Abydos continued to be supreme, as it had been for many, many hundreds of years. 

He was the source of the Nile, the north wind sprang from him, his seats were the stars of heaven which never set, and the imperishable stars were his ministers. 

All heaven was his dominion, and the doors of the sky opened before him of their own accord when he appeared. 

He inherited the earth from his father Keb, and the sovereignty of heaven from his mother Nut. 

In his person he united endless time in the past and endless time in the future.

 Like Ra he had fought Seba, or Set, the monster of evil, and had defeated him, and his victory assured to him lasting authority over the gods and the dead. 

He exercised his creative power in making land and water, trees and herbs, cattle and other four-footed beasts, birds of all kinds, and fish and creeping things; even the waste spaces of the desert owed allegiance to him as the creator. 

And he rolled out the sky, and set the light above the darkness.

The last paragraph of the text contains an allusion to Isis, the sister and wife of Osiris, and mentions the legend of the birth of Horus, which even under the XVIIIth Dynasty was very ancient, Isis, we are told, was the constant protectress of her brother, she drove away the fiends that wanted to attack him, and kept them out of his shrine and tomb, and she guarded him from all accidents. 

All these things she did by means of spells and incantations, large numbers of which were known to her, and by her power as the "witch-goddess." 

Her "mouth was trained to perfection, and she made no mistake in pronouncing her spells, and her tongue was skilled and halted not." 

At length came the unlucky day when Set succeeded in killing Osiris during the war which the "good god" was waging against him and his fiends. 

Details of the engagement are wanting, but the Pyramid Texts state that the body of Osiris was hurled to the ground by Set at a place called Netat, which seems to have been near Abydos.  

The news of the death of Osiris was brought to Isis, and she at once set out to find his body. 

All legends agree in saying that she took the form of a bird, and that she flew about unceasingly, going hither and thither, and uttering wailing cries of grief. 

At length she found the body, and with a piercing cry she alighted on the ground. 

The Pyramid Texts say that Nephthys was with her that 

"Isis came, Nephthys came, the one on the right side, the other on the left side, one in the form of a Hat bird, the other in the form of a Tchert bird, and they found Osiris thrown on the ground in Netat by
his brother Set." 

The late form of the legend goes on to say that Isis fanned the body with her feathers, and produced air, and that at length she caused the inert members of Osiris to move, and drew from him his essence, wherefrom she produced her child Horus.

This bare statement of the dogma of the conception of Horus does not represent all that is known about it, and it may well be supplemented by a passage from the Pyramid Texts, 1 which reads, 

"Adoration to thee, O Osiris. 

Rise thou up on thy left side, place thyself on thy right side. 

This water which I give unto thee is the water of youth (or rejuvenation). 

Adoration to thee, O Osiris! 

Rise thou up on thy left side, place thyself on thy right side. 

This bread which I have made for thee is warmth. 

Adoration to thee, O Osiris! 

The doors of Heaven are opened to thee, 

the doors of the streams are thrown wide open to thee. 

The gods in the city of Pe come [to thee], Osiris, at the sound (or voice) of the supplication of Isis and Nephthys. . . . . . . 

Thy elder sister took thy body in her arms, she chafed thy hands, she clasped thee to her breast [when] she found thee [lying] on thy side on the plain of Netat." 

And in another place we read :


"Thy two sisters, Isis and Nephthys, came to thee, 

Kam-urt, in thy name of Kam-ur, 

Uatchet-urt, in thy name of Uatch-ur" . . . . . . . "

Isis and Nephthys weave magical protection for thee in the city of Saut, 

for thee their lord, 

in thy name of 'Lord of Saut,' 

for their god, 

in thy name of 'God.' 

They praise thee; go not thou far from them in thy name of 'Tua.' 

They present offerings to thee; be not wroth in thy name of 'Tchentru.' 

Thy sister Isis cometh to thee rejoicing in her love for thee. 

Thou hast union with her, thy seed entereth her. 

She conceiveth in the form of the star Septet (Sothis). 

Horus-Sept issueth from thee in the form of Horus, 

dweller in the star Septet. 

Thou makest a spirit to be in him in his name 

'Spirit dwelling in the god Tchentru.' 

He avengeth thee in his name of 

'Horus, the son who avenged his father.' 

Hail, Osiris, Keb hath brought to thee Horus, 

he hath avenged thee, 

he hath brought to thee the hearts of the gods, 

Horus hath given thee his Eye, 

thou hast taken possession of the Urert Crown thereby at the head of the gods. 

Horus hath presented to thee thy members, he hath collected them completely, there is no disorder in thee. 

Thoth hath seized thy enemy 

and hath slain him 

and those who were with him." 

The above words are addressed to dead kings in the Pyramid

" They see me as a threat of some kind, and I'm here to do good: I'm not a destructive person.

I think every strong woman in history has had to walk down a similar path, and I think it's the strength that causes the confusion and the fear.

Why is she strong? 
Where does she get it from? 
Where is she taking it?

Where is she going to use it? 
Why do the public still support her? 
When I say public, you go and do an engagement and there's a great many people there. "

The Secondary Father

Textbook Joseph Campbell.

The way Campbell explained it, 
Young Men need a Secondary Father to finish raising them.

Beyond their Biological Father, they need a surrogate, traditionally a minister or a coach or a military officer.

The floatsam and jetsam of a generation washed up on the beach of last resort.

That's why street gangs are so appealing. 

They send you men out, like Knights on Quests to hone their skills and improve themselves.

And all the TRADITIONAL Mentors -- forget it.

Men are presumptive predators. They're leaving Teaching in droves.

Religious Leaders are pariahs.

Sports Coaches are stigmatized as odds-on pedophiles.

Even The Military is sketchy with sexual goings-on.

A Generation of Apprentices 
Without Masters.

Derek Vineyard 

(note the surname) 

is a Reverse-Noah.

" The Question is, what does it mean to see your father naked? 

And especially in an inappropriate manner, like this. 

It’s as if Ham…He does the same thing that happens in the Mesopotamian creation myth, when Tiamat and Apsu give rise to the first Gods, who are the father of the eventual deity of redemption: Marduk. 

The first Gods are very careless and noisy, and they kill Apsu, their father, and attempt to inhabit his corpse. 

That makes Tiamat enraged. 

She bursts forth from The Darkness to do them in. 

It’s like a precursor to the flood story, or an analog to the flood story.

I see the same thing happening, here, with Ham. 

He’s insufficiently respectful of his father. 




The Question is, 
'Exactly what does The Father represent?'

You could say, well, there’s 
The Father That You Have: 
A human being, a man among Men. 


But then there’s The Father-as-such, 
and that’s The Spirit of The Father. 

Insofar as you have a father, you have both at the same time: you have the personal father, a man among other Men—just like anyone other’s father—
but insofar as that man is your father, 
that means that he’s something different than just another person. 

What he is, is the incarnation of The Spirit of The Father. 
To disrespect that carelessly…

And Noah makes a mistake, right?

He produces wine and gets himself drunk. 

You might say, well, if he’s sprawled out there for everyone to see, it’s hardly Ham’s fault, if he stumbles across him. 
But the book is laying out a danger. 

The danger is that, well, 
maybe you catch your father at his most vulnerable moment, 
and if you’re disrespectful, 
then you transgress against  The Spirit of The Father. 

And if you transgress against The Spirit of The Father and lose respect for The Spirit of The Father, 
then that is likely to transform you into a slave.

Bob Sweeney: 
There was a moment, when I used to blame everything and everyone for all the pain and suffering and vile things that happened to me, 
that I saw happen to my people. 

Used to blame everybody. 

Blamed White People, 
Blamed Society, 
Blamed God. 

I didn't get no answers, 
'cause I was asking the wrong questions. 

You have to ask the right questions.

Derek Vinyard: 
Like what?

Bob Sweeney: 
Has anything you've done 
made your life better?
 

" That’s a very interesting idea. 

I think it’s particularly germane to our current cultural situation. 

I think that we’re constantly pushed to see the nakedness of our Father, so to speak, because of the intense criticism that’s directed towards our culture—the patriarchal culture. 

We’re constantly exposing its weaknesses, vulnerabilities, and, let’s say, its nakedness. 

There’s nothing wrong with criticism, but the purpose of criticism is to separate the wheat from the chaff:

It’s not to burn everything to the ground. 

It’s to say, well, we’re going to carefully look at this; we’re going to carefully differentiate; we’re going to keep what’s good, and we’re going to move away from what’s bad.

The criticism isn’t to identify everything that’s bad: it’s to separate what’s good from what’s bad, so that you can retain what’s good and move towards it. 

To be careless of that is deadly.

You’re inhabited by the spirit of the Father, right? 

Insofar as you’re a cultural construction, which, of course, is something that the postmodern neo-Marxists are absolutely emphatic about: you’re a cultural construction. 

Insofar as you’re a cultural construction, then you’re inhabited by the spirit of the Father. 

To be disrespectful towards that means to undermine the very structure that makes up a good portion of what you are, insofar as you’re a socialized, cultural entity. 

If you pull the foundation out from underneath that, what do you have left? 

You can hardly manage on your own. 
It’s just not possible. 
You’re a cultural creation.

Ham makes this desperate error, and is careless about exposing himself to the vulnerability of his father. 

Something like that. He does it without sufficient respect. 

The judgement is that, not only will he be a slave, but so will all of his descendants. 

He’s contrasted with the other two sons, who, I suppose, are willing to give their father the benefit of the doubt. 

When they see him in a compromising position, they handle it with respect, and don’t capitalize on it. 

Maybe that makes them strong. 

That’s what it seems like to me. I think that’s what that story means. 

It has something to do with respect. 

The funny thing about having respect for your culture—and I suppose that’s partly why I’m doing the Biblical stories: they’re part of my culture. 

They’re part of our culture, perhaps. 

But they are certainly part of my culture. 

It seems to me that it’s worthwhile to treat that with respect, to see what you can glean from it, and not kick it when it’s down, let’s say.

A Generation of Apprentices Without Masters

A Generation of Men Raised by Women

A Generation of Apprentices Without Masters

THE CIRCLE IS NOW COMPLETE

When I Left You, I Was But The Learner,

Now I am The Master

Jor-El: Listen carefully, my son, for we shall never speak again. If you hear me now then you have made use of the only means left in you: The crystal source through which our communications begun. 

The circle is now complete. 

You have made a dreadful mistake, Kal-El. You did this of your own free will in spite of all I could say to dissuade you.

Clark Kent: I, uh...

Jor-El: Now, you have returned to me for one last chance to redeem yourself. This too finally I have anticipated, My Son.

Clark Kent: 
Father, no...

Jor-El: 
Look at me, Kal-El. 
Once before when you were small, I died while giving you a chance for life. 
And now, even though it will exhaust the final energy left within me- Look at me, Kal-El. 

The Kryptonian prophecy will be at once fulfilled. 

The Son becomes the Father, 
the Father becomes the Son. 

Farewell forever, Kal-El. 
Re-member me, my son.

Sith Lordship and Knighthood Under The Rule of Two

You only Become Sith by Killing a Sith - in Cold Blood.

Or trying to.

This Does Not However Mark the Start of Your Formal Training...

But you are now an Apprentice.

Whether you know it or not... 

Sith Knighthood and Apprenticeship Exists as a 

Progressive Series of Contracts 

Between Master and Applicant/Apprentice

From The Book of The Sith :

"Now that We have achieved Victory, and The Jedi are no more, I shall institute 

A Rule of One

I have no intention of training my Successor..."

- Darth Sideous

Then your successor must, by necessity, be entirely 

Self-Taught...