Seti I was a historical figure.
He was a pharaoh, and, as befitted all pharaohs, he was mummified. Anyone can see his mummy now. You can too.
And, as with any pharaoh, manuscripts about him have survived.
They say that he was very cold toward his wife. Such coldness was considered highly unusual for pharaohs. It was rare to show such coldness toward one’s wife.
Above, I wrote that she did not even kiss his forehead when he emerged in his astral body...
And such coldness looks very much like the result of his having loved—well, you know whom—all his life.
So, these are scientifically confirmed facts. Seti I definitely existed, his coldness toward his wife definitely existed, and it was extremely rare. And the reason for this could quite possibly have been Dorothy (Bentreshit).
More about Dorothy, so that you understand:
When she pointed to a place in Egypt and said, for example, that there had been a pond there, they would start digging—and there really was a pond there.
That is how it happened, and it was documented by the archaeologist-scientists who initially tested her in every possible way and eventually accepted it.
And importantly, you should not think that Dorothy was some kind of saint in the human sense.
She was ALIVE.
The real thing.
At the age of ten, she threw a hymnal at a teacher in Sunday school who forced the children to sing that the Egyptians were villains... She shouted that they were the villains and idiots for thinking that their Christ, who was the son of Osiris, was above his Father! And that it was foolish to worship the son while humiliating the Father...
She said that Christ was Horus.
She was natural, not a believer. She knew; she did not believe.
And earthly morality—especially human morality—meant nothing to her.
She made a habit of drinking tea on the balcony in the evening while wearing only a robe.
This worried a wealthy married couple living opposite her in Egypt.
They sent a servant to her. He told her that the couple living opposite was very displeased that she drank tea on the balcony wearing only a robe...
Dorothy said they should not worry; she would certainly change something about the situation.
The next evening, she came out wearing only panties and a bra and, as if nothing had happened, drank her evening tea on the balcony.
The following day, the servant from the couple came again.
And said:
“My masters ask you to drink tea in your robe again. Please....”
And that resolved the problem
I mention this to show that her life was not as someone might invent it to be.
Communicating with the Gods does not mean starting to repent of something or praying incessantly...
Or walking around with your face covered....
