When you die and are judged in the underworld she is the one who weighs your hearts. She can shape shift into a lioness or a housecat. At one point she was the sun goddess herself and worshipped by all. The man: “Why yes, but her name was Bast or Bastet, the Egyptian goddess of cats and protector of pharaohs. You: “Wasn’t there a cat goddess named Basteded or something like that?” They never had to worry about anything because all their needs were taken care of.” The man: “Cat’s have always been cared for, even back into the ancient times, where they were worshipped in Egypt. ![]() The cat doesn’t care where its next meal comes from, doesn’t worry where it’s going to sleep tonight.” The cat and I are separated as though y a pane of glass, because we live for tomorrow always seeking what we don’t have, but this magical animal lives in the present, in the eternity of an instant. The man: “My contact with the cat is illusory.
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