Ninkasi / Ninkashi = Enki’s & Ninhursag’s Daughter via Uttu

                         = sometimes Enki’s & Ninti’s Daughter

Goddess of Beer, Brew Master of the Gods

 

(Texts: All Artifacts, Color Coding, & Writings in Bold Type With Italics Inside Parenthesis, are Added by Editor R. Brown, not the Authors, Translators, or Publishers!)

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As Enki’s & Ninhursag’s daughter via Uttu:

         “’Where do you still feel much pain, dearest? What hurts you?’

         ‘My mouth hurts me.’ Ninhursag kissed Enki in the mouth.

         ‘To the goddess Ninkasi I have given birth for you to set your mouth free’…”

 

        ‘”My brother (Enki), what part of you hurts you?’

         ‘My mouth (ka) hurts me.’

         She (Ninhursag) gave birth to Ninkasi out of it…”

 

As Enki’s & Ninti’s Daughter:         

         “Your father is Enki, the lord Nudimmud, and your mother is Ninti, the queen of the abzu.

         Ninkasi, your father is Enki, the lord Nudimmud,

          and your mother is Ninti (Enki’s & Ninhursag’s daughter via Uttu), the queen of the abzu…”

 

         “Ninkasi shall be what satisfies the heart,…”

 

         “Let Ninkasi be she who sates the thirsts;…”

 

         “”When the beer dough has been carefully prepared in the oven, and the mash tended in the oven,

         Ninkasi (the goddess of beer) mixes them for me…”

 

         “Ninkasi, it is you who pour out the filtered beer of the collector vat;

         it is like the onrush of the Tigris and the Euphrates…”

 

         “I am Ninkasi’s help, for her I sweeten the beer, with as much cold water,

         the tribute of the hills, as you brought…”

 

         “An (Anu) will fetch Ninguenaka (Ninkasi) for me from her mountain home —

         the expert woman, who redounds to her mother’s credit,

         Ninkasi the expert, who redounds to her mother’s credit:

         her fermenting-vat is of green lapis lazuli, her beer cask is of refined silver and of gold;

         if she stands by the beer, there is joy, if she sits by the beer, there is gladness;

         as cupbearer she mixes the beer, never wearying as she walks back and forth,

         Ninkasi, the keg at her side, on her hips; may she make my beer-serving perfect…”