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René O’Deay
Estes Park, Colorado


Dear Reader,

This is a work in progress

Although I have the first book “SUN CHILD” plotted out, I am in the process of writing it. Sometimes individual chapters will be longer than others and there will be minor and probably even major editing when it is finished. But, you are not getting the first draft. More like third or fourth, so it is not that rough.

I will be giving Online subscribers the first seven chapters free, to introduce you to my adventure with King Tut, actually Prince Tut, Tutankhaten. If you download or print them, please include all text, and graphics, and copyright info.

If you like it, tell your friends. I’ll be updating my page so that you can just E-mail the site to them.
In the meantime the redirect: will take them to the site, and it loads like lightning.

In this letter I’m including:

  • A little bit about me and my background.
  • Some of the books that inspired my adventure story.
  • Some background and perspective on Ancient Egypt.

I’ve always been fascinated with Ancient Egypt, a civilization that lasted over 3000 years had to have something really good going for it.

I’m a voracious reader of history and metaphysics and religions, and fictions -mysteries, histories, science fiction. But it’s my brother who got a B.A. in history, mine is in journalism. I ask questions and dig for answers.

I’ve come across fascinating books from Velikovsky’s “Worlds in Collision (actual planets caroming about our solar system), “The Urantia Book (The epitome of metaphysics, about the makeup and history of our universe), Thomas Burgoyne’s “Light of Egypt” (about symbols of Ancient Egypt that we think of as modern such as astrology), “The Hiram Key”(How power and knowledge passed between Kings of Egypt), and Naomi Ozaniec’s “Elements of the Egyptian Wisdom” (Stressing the symbolic thought of mindset of the Ancient Egyptian).

These are just a few of the books that gave me the inspirations to look at our collected knowledge of Egypt and the Amarna Age and the reigns of Tutankhamen and his Queen Ankhesenamen, and their predecessors, in new ways.

I’ve studied intensely the books written about Tutankhamen, his treasures, Ahkenaten, Nefertiti: Aldred’s, Christian-Descourtes’; all the old Egyptologists: Budge, Flinders Petrie, Breasted, Carter, on Egypt, the Kings, the Queens, the life, the gods, and of course the histories of the surrounding areas. And more is still being discovered, tombs, the age of the Sphinx, and other hidden knowledge and discoveries.

Out of all this I have distilled an adventure of a King, a prince to start: Prince Tutankhaten (Tut-Ankh-Aten). It must have been exciting to live around Tut, a young vivacious prince in an age that was almost in convulsions.

Too exciting and too much change for Eternal Egypt. Repetition, ever-renewing cycles, the regular flood of the Nile, renewed fertility of the land, the harvest, the heat, and the cool of the Nile: these were what the ancient Egyptians valued; order, renewed order, truth and justice, personified in Maet, a sameness.

The Sacred Symbols, the hieroglyphs, the ancient symbols, conveyed the ancient rituals, to be conducted always the same way to renew order, to make it work. And all those sacred symbols and figures of gods and kings were not only carved on the walls of Egypt, but were brilliantly painted; and like modern day cartoons, they actually believed these figures could animate, come alive and act to save the country from enemies.

Pharaoh, the King, was in charge of making it all happen, making it work. You couldn’t cut down a tree in the Two Lands without Pharaoh’s express permission.

From our perspective, Egyptians seemed to be obsessed with death, and yet it was for Life, Eternal Life that they strove, for their souls, their Ka, their Ba.

The ancient Egyptians must have been the first great recyclers, and the main thing that was recycled were the offerings, the daily offerings of foods and flowers, oils and drinks, beer, wine, juices. Once an offering was presented to a god and its essence absorbed by the god’s spirit, it was passed down to the lesser gods in the temple, to the statues of kings and queens, the nobles and priests in the temple. Finally the living priests would take a share for their families and themselves. The foods were not allowed to rot or be burned or be wasted.

The men or women of a town or city would take turns serving in the temples, usually two months at a time. But all were the representatives of Pharaoh and made their offerings in his name.

Yours truly,

René O’Deay