Goddess Bast

Ancient Egyptian Cat Goddess. Patron Goddess of pleasure and music, She also was protectress against contagious diseases and evil spirits. Mother of all cats, Egypt’s most sacred animal. Bubastis, Her Holy city was home to the land’s greatest temple. Cats were taken to the Holy city upon their deaths, where they were embalmed in Sacred Temples and buried. Originally in the Nile delta, Lion Goddess of Sunset, symbolizing the fertilizing force of the Sun’s rays. She ruled pleasure and dancing, music and joy. Bestower of mental and physical health. Hundreds of thousands of Her worshipers gathered in Her holy city Bubastis where they were greeted by flutes. It was a great celebration - worship service and vast trade fair.

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Hell O Pretty (by carla broekhuizen)

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Puma (by Josefontheroad)

Scaredy Cat (by ►i.Anton)

give me strength (by Marser)

Onomichi, Hiroshima, Japan

C A T. Karaikudi (by Claude Renault)

Southern India

C A T. (by Claude Renault)

Chefchaouen, Morocco

C A T. Yialos (by Claude Renault)

in a street of Yialos, on Symi Island. Greece

“Breakfast at Tiffany’s” (1961) - Blake Edwards
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“Breakfast at Tiffany’s” (1961) - Blake Edwards

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"She laughed as she picked up the cat and let it down onto the floor. “Shall we?” We made love on the sofa. A period piece of a sofa I’d bought at a junk store. Put your face up against it and you get the scent of history. Her supple body blended in with that scent. Gentle and warm like a vague recollection. I brushed her hair aside with my fingers and kissed her ear. The earth trembled. From that point on, time began to flow like a tranquil breeze."

Haruki Murakami - A Wild Sheep Chase

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"The problem with cats is that they get the same exact look whether they see a moth or an ax murderer."
— Paula Poundstone
To a Cat
Mirrors are not more silentnor the creeping dawn more secretive;in the moonlight, you are that pantherwe catch sight of from afar.By the inexplicable workings of a divine law,we look for you in vain;More remote, even, than the Ganges or the setting sun,yours is the solitude, yours the secret.Your haunch allows the lingering caress of my hand. You have accepted,since that long forgotten past,the love of the distrustful hand.You belong to another time. You are lordof a place bounded like a dream..
~ Jorge Luis Borges
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To a Cat

Mirrors are not more silent
nor the creeping dawn more secretive;
in the moonlight, you are that panther
we catch sight of from afar.
By the inexplicable workings of a divine law,
we look for you in vain;
More remote, even, than the Ganges or the setting sun,
yours is the solitude, yours the secret.
Your haunch allows the lingering
caress of my hand. You have accepted,
since that long forgotten past,
the love of the distrustful hand.
You belong to another time. You are lord
of a place bounded like a dream..

~ Jorge Luis Borges

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