I saw Alexander skewering one of our soldiers with his spear, then I was crushed under the wheels of a chariot. The sky above darkened as the breath of life was taken away from my nose. I was 38 when I went to my ka. For a whole night they anointed me and wrapped my body. I can still see the dance of the dwarf dancers at the door of my tomb.
Millennia go by, or perhaps it is only a moment.
I cannot say for sure. Look at my face now, this dishonored and humiliated face. May you place for me my head upon my neck, may you make me into a spirit, may you knit on my face. The ka and the ba were the two most important concepts for the afterlife. It was a kind of other self, a detached part of the self.