Dead people, why do you come to me—you whose cities are ruined mounds, you who are bones? I do not go to Kutha, the assembly of ghosts. Why do you constantly pursue me? You are adjured by Abatu the Queen, by Ereškigal the Queen, by Ningeštinanna the Scribe of the Gods, whose stylus is lapis and carnelian.
– Akkadian formula of the Assyrian period, via Slightly Alive Translations
And then people turn around and ask why PTSD and the like "didn't exist" / "weren't nearly as common" in the past.
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