Maât witnesses the creation of the Universe

There are songs. She hears songs in this dream, devoid of words, but not devoid of meaning. All around her, there is only darkness. She wants to move forward but her legs are mired up to her thighs. As she looks down, she seems to recognize the moving shards of water in the dark. She slowly slides her fingers into it but does not feel the recognizable sensation of humidity.
"It is not water" she suddenly realizes, "it is the Noun. It is the primordial nothingness."
She looks up and scans around her. As she moves forward, she feels the currents struggling in all directions against her legs. They pull her in one direction then the other, then reverse immediately, without any logic, without following the course of a river, a stream, or even a tide. Suddenly, however, light bursts forth into nothingness. Stars light up one after the other and sparkle in the darkness. Suddenly, in this infinite flow, the light takes a direction. It orders itself, assembles itself and organizes itself. Soon defined currents describe themselves around Maat. Soon the light warms her thighs and illuminates her pupils. Between her fingers, the waves crackle before returning to the darkness. The goddess sighs. This heat, this nuance, she recognizes them: they are those of Ra. Somewhere, the songs continue, more distinct and vibrant. These are the first songs of the world. She is witnessing the creation of the universe.

Maât witnesses the creation of the universe ~

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