While I was stomping around in Vienna last spring, I paid a visit to the Österreichische Nationalbibliothek located in the Hofburg palace. Inside the library (which, after getting lost in more than once, my friends and I agreed is the most Kafkaesque library in existence) is a fabulous papyrus museum that houses Egyptian, Greek, Hebrew, and Arabic papyri spanning almost two millennia.
One splendid papyrus on display is P.Vindob. Aeg. 10.994-10.997. This papyrus contains a copy of the Book of the Dead that was owned by a scribe named Sesostris, who lived during the 18th dynasty (circa 1500 BC). One thing in particular stood out to me about this papyrus.
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Incidentally, here’s the explanatory placard accompanying the display.
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It reads.
The ancient Egyptian Book of the Dead is a collection of circa 200 sayings, which are to be found in differing selections of various text carriers [Textträgern]. Principally the texts – frequently seen with accompanying depictions (vignettes) – were given to the deceased in the grave on papyrus rolls; however, mummy-wrappings, corpse shrouds, grave and temple walls, and also coffins and other forms of grave goods were written with text of the Book of the Dead.
I am right now writing a paper with a friend of mine on the use of the Book of the Dead as a ritual text. Sufficient it to say for now that there is evidence that this so-called “funerary text” had more than just one “funerary” function. As Egyptologists like Alexandra von Lieven have noted, the Book of the Dead had a Sitz im Leben as much as it had a Sitz im Tod.
That Sitz im Leben, it just so happens, was the temple.
(See Alexandra von Lieven, “Book of the Dead, Book of the Living: BD Spells as Temple Texts,” The Journal of Egyptian Archaeology 98 [2012]: 249–67.)
This same point, by the way, was raised by Nibley back in the 1970s. (Hugh Nibley, The Message of the Joseph Smith Papyri: An Egyptian Endowment, 2nd ed. [Provo, Utah: FARMS, 2005], esp. 12-15.)
Time, it seems, still vindicates Hugh Nibley.
I don’t know about you, but I think all of this stuff is pretty neat.