Osiris and Isis

I have an intense interest in the myth of Osiris. Osiris is an Egyptian god. Depending on the source or the era, the story of Osiris can vary. My take on the myth, for those who don't know, begins with a dispute over the throne between Osiris and his brother Set. Set tricks Osiris into climbing inside a box, locks him in, and chucks him in the Nile. Osiris drowns, and over time the box is incorporated into a tree. Isis, the wife of Osiris, searches a very long time for him. Eventually, she discovers a king has made a pillar from the tree containing her husband's body. She manages to get the box and the body from the pillar, and uses magic to bring her beloved back to life. Somehow, probably by magic, Set discovers Osiris has been revived. In the few moments before Set arrives, Isis and Osiris make love. This is the conception of Horus. Horus never meets his father in life, because Set comes and rips Osiris to pieces, scattering the parts across the earth. However, because of the intense love Isis had for Osiris, the other gods install the soul (ka) of Osiris as Lord King of the Underworld. The reason I find this myth so fascinating is partially connected to a personal trauma. I also find this myth fascinating because it seems to crop up again and again in other forms. I recently watched a wonderful documentary by Chris Marker, Sans Soleil. In the film, with its obsession over the eye and the camera, censorship and preservation, I felt a heavy string of Egyptian, mythological undertones.