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    In this book is a collection of unique Poems, Stories and Meditations, beautiful, frightening, stunning and autobiographical. Here Jalisha attemp to reveal to us the
    Mystic Revelation of Jah Rastafari.
    'Spearhead of the Nazarites' was the first book written by the young Mystic in 1988. Now on his fiftieth earth-day and the Ethiopian milennium 2000, we proudly reprint the
    souvenir edition


    Excerpt (1)
    FOREWORD - Page 6

    IT IS NOT GIVEN FOR EVERY MAN TO BE A RASTA
    IF A YOUTH PUTTETH UPON HIS SHOULDERS A HEAVY BURDEN BEYOND HIS STRENGTH TO BEAR HE WILL FALL AND BE CRUSHED BY IT AND HE WOULD NOT OF ADVANCED HIS PROGRESS NOR OF INCREASED HIS STRENGTH
    THE CONDUCT THAT THE WISE YOUTH SHOULD PURSUE
    SHOULD HE FEEL THAT HE POSSESSES THE COURAGE TO TREAD THE NOBLE PATH LET HIM FORWARD TO ETHIOPIA
    BUT IF A YOUTH FEELETH NOT WITHIN HIMSELF THE HEART STRENGTH TO MAKE THE ARDIOUS JOURNEY LET HIM TREAD THE PATH OF THE WORLD FOR IN THE WORLD TOO LIETH A PATH THAT ASCENDETH
    AND LEADETH TO THE THRESHOLD OF TRUTH
    BUT HE WHO TREADETH THE WORLDLY PATH SHOULD CONTEMPLATE THE JOYS AND BEAUTIFUL THINGS WHICH JAH HATH ADORNED THE WORLD WITH AND ON HIS FACE CHEERFULNESS SHOULD SHINE EVEN AS ON THE FACE OF THE RASTA SHINETH SPIRITUAL CALM HE WHO LIVETH IN THE WORLD WITH A SOUR AND DISCONTENTED HEART TREADETH THE PATH TO DESTRUCTION SELAH



    Excerpt (2)
    THE CORONATION - Page 15

    “Behold the invisible path to the City of Jah! O wondrous things are said of thee; I shall make mention to the captives in the dwelling places of men that Jah is to be revered! Be it across the parched desert!”
    Turning to the south, “Be it in the depths of the sea!”
    Turning to the east, “Be it in the whirlwind!” Turning to the north, “Be it in the belly of the beast!”
    I beheld no wondrous city, but the unknown Ogaden desert sweltering in the burning sun, the haunt of spectres and dead carrion.


    Excerpt (3)
    SPEARHEAD OF THE NAZARITES - Page 189

    He swiftly moved up in rank in their order. He reorganised their spiritual army, sent them into the farms and hamlets; they confused the peasant folk and warped their simple minds to follow his sick teachings. All state taxes were confiscated to his coffers, his following grew in thousands. Most of his clan had one primal goal: to destroy Rome and loot the Vatican.


    Excerpt (4)
    DRUMHEART - Page 217

    I AM THE VOICE OF HOPE IN THIS WORLD
    I AM THE ETERNAL YOUTH OF NATURE
    IN THE DEPTHS OF THE MATERIAL WORLD
    LIETH HID THE WATER WHICH WELLETH UP
    IN THE FOUNTAIN OF IMMORTALITY
    THE GLORY OF THE SUN HAVE I ABSORBED
    IN MY LOCKS
    FROM THE VIBRATION OF MY DRUM I DRAW
    DOWN THE SPIRIT INTO THE BODY OF MAN
    INTO HIS FALLEN SOUL I BREATHE THE HOPE OF REDEMPTION
    THROUGH ME COMETH TO MAN THE COURAGE TO STRUGGLE AGAINST BONDAGE IN WHICH HE IS PLACED
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