Vanity of vanities, says Imhotep, "all is vanity. Life, like the Nile, flows on and on, and in its currents we navigate the fleeting tributaries of existence. Behold, the aspirations of mortals, like fleeting shadows on the temple walls, reveal their ephemerality in the great cosmic tapestry."
“The sun rises and the sun sets; the cosmic dance of Ra endures. In the infinite expanse of time, we are but fleeting dancers, evanescent actors on the sacred stage. As the sands shift, so do mortal destinies change, and in their quests they pursue the illusory mirages of meaning.”
“Consider the works of men, their monuments and buildings that pierce the heavens. Yet, as the ages pass, even the mightiest structures succumb to the sands of time. The very stones whisper of the impermanence of human enterprise.”
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