Jah Quotes

Life and Jah are one in the same. Jah is the gift of existence. I am in some way eternal, I will never be duplicated. The singularity of every man and woman is Jah's gift. What we struggle to make of it is our sole gift to Jah. The process of what that struggle becomes, in time, the Truth.

I'n'I nah come to fight flesh and blood, But spiritual wickedness in 'igh and low places. So while they fight you down, Stand firm and give Jah thanks and praises. 'Cos I'n'I no expect to be justified by the laws of men - by the laws of men. Oh, true they have found me guilty, But through - through Jah proved my innocency.

A dufus? You married a dufus?" "Jah, but he's my dufus and I love him.

Aga jah, Juku, selles on sul õigus küll, et eks see lugemine ole tõesti üks harjumus, sihuke harjumus, mis jääb külge ja pärast enam lahti ei saa, täpselt nagu suitsetamine. Aga suitsetamine on paha harjumus, lugemine on hea. Lugemise harjumus ei tee tervisele midagi. Suitsu sa teed?

Witch Baby wanted to ask Ping how to find her Jah-Love angel. She knew Raphael was not him, even though Raphael had the right eyes and smile and name. She knew how he looked--the angel in her dream--but she didn't know how to find him. Should she roller-skate through the streets in the evenings when the streetlights flicker on? Should she stow away to Jamaica on a cruise ship and search for him in the rain forests and along the beaches? Would he come to her? Was he waiting, dreaming of her in the same way she waited and dreamed?

You cannot domesticate JAH (God)!

JAH has always come through for me. HE has answered most of my prayers in ways I cannot explain. Even when HE does not, I will be still knowing that HE IS GOD.

But still, JAH is SUPREME!

Go ahead, nigga,” Jah said, aiming the pistol at the cabdriver’s face. “You got some frog in you?

Ayo Jah bring yo greedy ass on nigga! I’m tryin to get up with this chick tonight.” Jah was down stairs raiding the refrigerator. He came out with a bottle of coke, A huge sandwich he whipped up, two bags of chips, and two boxes of cupcakes. “Yo, you better go get my sister in-law back cuz, she the only reason yo ass ever have food up in this bitch.” Los looked at Jah as if he were crazy, he could barley carry everything he had in his hands and was chomping and talking at the same time.

So let all the nations know, nobody can stop this! A message from the Higher One Klassikan lives forever!

Every Man to them Owner philosophic. So I say; Say me" do me" but you can never get me. God light is stronger than your hate and grudge. I am not afraid of love. I am not afraid of hate. I am not afraid of Judgment. I am not afraid of struggle. Rate me, hate me judge me, but you can't stop me. I will never rearrange my life to please none, but Jah. I am not afraid of your expectations,. I know i was not born to live up to your expectation; Neither, are you here to live up to mine .

Yes, when God Speaks I move. JAH says it is time to restore back what the locusts had eaten away and to reclaim the throne HE gave to my name. Because at my knees is the highest place I would rather be LORD. Grant me according to YOUR desire for YOUR love endures forever. #MyPrayer

Ühel päeval, kui vast viieseks saanud Émile'i koolist ära toon, ütleb ta: "Tead, Eia, sa oled habras. Jah, sa oled habras. Aga sellest pole midagi, sest kogu maailm on habras. Mina olen ja... õpetaja on ja... isegi minu isa on habras, päriselt. Jah, kõik ongi haprad." Lapsesuu ei valeta.

Then Ghana, and the smell of Ghana, a contradiction, a cracked clay pot: the smell of dryness, wetness, both, the damp of earth and dry of dust. The airport. Bodies pushing, pulling, shouting, begging, touching, breathing. He'd forgotten the bodies. The proximity of bodies. In America the bodies were distant. The warmth of it ...... Why had he hated this view? Of this beach, of the backs of these fishermen, glistening brown, of the long wooden boats, evangelical names in bright tricolor paint on their splintering sides, Black Star Jesus, Jah Reign, Christ the Fisher of Men, in the red, yellow, green of the national flag and the national spirit of open-source ethos, this mixing of Anglican, Rastafarian, Ghanaian? What was there to hate in this? There was only openness. As far as he could see. A cheerful openness. An innocence. An innocent beach on the road to Kokrobite at seven A.M. November 1975, little country lurching, cheerful, unaware, to revolution. Little taxi lurching, blasting revolution, to grief.

Yeah,” "Jah said, seriously taking in Spooky’s words. “You’re right, my dude. I’m just gonna lay it out for shorty and let the cards fall wherever they fall.” “That’s what I’m talking about.” Spooky nudged him. “And when you speak to Yoshi, ask her if she’s got a friend.” “How the hell … ?” “Jah, you’re like my brother. I know you.” Spooky gave him a wink.

Life is a school

Alelu-JAH.

What are you looking at?” Jazmin said to Jah. “Y’all going to hell, you know that?” Jah said

If I don't wake up tomorrow just know; 1. I love you all! 2. The trouble I caused was just me 3. From JAH I came, unto JAH I shall return

Jah knows my peeve about Goodreads quotes is that it's not mandatory to site the literary source.

Using my concentration wisely and connecting widely" dwelling on the reality I n I creating. developing the root thinking, room clean inside" balancing naturally and spiritually, ambition is the mission" I n I only limitation is my imagination" I am free from vexation, full filled with Jah love. Good is always victorious over evil" Destiny guided by the most high. - Amadou Jarou Bah

I don’t know if it was the jealousy in me or the pregnant hormones, but I felt some type of way when I saw the tattoos that Jah did on one of the women’s vagina and even some on a few of their asses.

Mina küll ei usu, et me eriliselt julged oleksime," mõtiskles Muumitroll. "Me oleme lihtsalt sabatähega ära harjunud. Peaaegu et tuttavaks saanud. Meie olime esimesed, kes temast üldse teada said, ja oleme näinud teda päev-päevalt kasvamas ning suuremaks muutumas. Mõtle, kui üksildasena ta võib end tunda..." "Jah," ütles ka Nuuskmõmmik. "Mõtle, kui hüljatuna võib end tunda, kui kõik sind kardavad.

Mõnest raamatust peab vaid maigu suhu saama," ütles ta, "teise peab korraga alla kugistama ja viimaks on sellised, mida peab mõnuga mugima ja siis laskma seedida. Aga nad kõik elevad sinu sees edasi. Jah, võib öelda, et sinust saab see, mida loed

Jah know, sometimes I don’t learn till too late, and to know something too late? Well is better you never know as my mother used to say. Worse, you all present tense and have to deal with sudden past tense all around you. It’s like realizing somebody rob you a year late. So

If it's broken... Fix it immediately.

For a man like Bob Marley, life and Jah were one and the same. Marley saw Jah as being the gift of existence; that is, he believed that he, Bob Marley, was in some way eternal, and that he would never be duplicated. He believed that the singularity of every man and woman is Jah's gift. What we struggle to make of it is our sole gift to Jah. He believed the process of that struggle becomes, in time, the truth.

God. God. God. You know what’s God’s problem, the man say. I mean, Jehovah, Jesus, Yahweh, Allah, Jah, whatever bullshit you want to call him— —Don’t blaspheme against His Imperial Majesty. —But the thing about God, is that he needs the fame, you know? Fine, the attention, the notice, the recognition. He said it himself, in all your ways acknowledge me. If you stop paying attention or call his name out he kinda ceases to exist. —Brethren—

Maailmas on miljoneid asju, mida ma ei suuda. Vindiga palli lüüa, isegi kooliajal mitte. Tilkuvat kraani parandada. Rulluiskudega sõita või kitarril niimoodi F-nooti võtta, et see sitalt ei kõlaks. Olen kaks korda proovinud abielus olla ja mõlemal korral ei saanud hakkama. Aga kui tahate, et ma teid kuhugi viiks, teid hirmutaks või kaasa haaraks või nutma või naerma paneks, jah, ma suudan. Võin selle teile kätte tuua ja seda jätkata, seni kuni te appi karjute.

Lahko je s ljudima u današnji vakat, jel ti nešto nije lego samo ga u stranu gurneš i on namah skonta i nejma ti ga više. Prije je bilo drugačije. Mogo si ti njemu u lice rijet da ti nije lego, džaba, eto ti ga opet oko tebe se uzvrtio dok ti ne popustiš i opet počneš sa njim kahvu pit. Moro si ga sikterisat jal mršnut da bi te se okano, a zato je trebalo debelih razloga. U današnji vakat sve više i sve deblji razlozi, a sikterisat nekoga ko vode se napit. Kolko ljudi tolko i ćudi, govorili su. I nije svak na prvu, da ti legne i omili. Takih je malo, a od tog malo najviše ih je kvarno i ne misli ti dobro, neg se mili oko tebe sa kakvom namjerom, pa kad ti omili tek tad se i pokaže. Jah. Trebalo mi je čitav život da skontam da najvrijednije ljude moraš dobro potražit, a da te kvarnjaci sami nađu. I kad si ih prepozno neće ti odma leć, jok oni. Takvima treba vremena i vremena da ti se otvore, a kad ti se otvore sami, baš ko školjke, pokažu ti bisere ljepše neg onima što ih nasilu otvaraju da bi ih ukrali. Jah! Biva dobiješ prijatelja za čitav život.

Si dalkiinu uu meel sare u gaaro, oo u noqdo mid mar kale horumar ku tilaabsada, ka bilaaba in aad doorataan hogaamiye wanaagsan. Ha ogolaanina in warbaahinta iyo kuwa danaha-gaarka ah lehi ay idinku qasbaan in aad doorataan dadka ay ayagu idiin xuleen, balse doorta dadka aysan ayagu xulan. Dadka dhexdiisa ka doorta hogaamiyaha, oo ah mid uu wado wadnahiisu, mid isu arka in uu matalo shacabka dalka, ogna waxa dalku u baahan yahay dhinac walba. Ha dooranina hogaamiye lacag uun u socda, oo aan waxba ka ogayn shacabka, shacabkana aan xiriir la lahayn, balse kaliya og waxa shirkadahu u baahan yahiin. Doorta nabaddoon. Mid dadka mideeya, ee aan qaybin. Hogaamiye aqoon leh oo taageera dhaqanka iyo xoriyadda figrad-dhhiibashada; oo aan ahayn mid dadka afka qabta. Doorta hogaamiye maalgaliya iskuulada, oo aan joojin maalgalinta waxbarashada, una ogolaanayn in maktabadahu xirmaan. Doorta hogaamiye wadahadal ka doorta in la dagaalo. Hogaamiye dadnimo leh, mid dhahaya waxuu aaminsan yahay, mid balanta ka soo baxa oo aan dadka been u sheegin. Doorta hogaamiye adag oo isku-kalsoon, laakiin aan kor isu qaadin. Mid caqli badan, laakiin aan dhagarow ahayn, hogaamiyo ogol kala duwanaanta oo aan cunsuri ahayn. Doorta hogaamiye maalgalinaya dhisidda buundooyin la isaga gudbo, ee aan dhisayn darbiyo dadka kala xira. Buugaag, maya hub, Daacadnimo, maya musuq-maasuq. Xigmad iyo aqoon, maya jahli, Xasilooni, maya baqdin iyo argagax. Nabad, maya burbur. Jacayl, maya nacayb, Isu-imaatin, maya kala qaybin. Dulqaad, maya cunsuriyayn, Daacadnimo, maya munaafaqnimo, Wax ku oolnimo, maya wax kama jiraan, Dabeecad, maya maangaabnimo, Soo bandhigid, maya qarsasho, Cadaalad, maya sharcidaro, Run, maya been. Ugu danbayn, doorta hogaamiye dadkiisu ay ku farxayaan. Mid dhaqaajinaya qalbiyada dadka, si ay wiilasha iyo gabdhaha qaranku ugu dadaalaan in ay ku daydaan sharafta hogaamiyaha qaranka. Markaas oo qura ayaa qaran si fiican kor ugu kici karaa, marka hogaamiye dhiirigaliyo, soona saaro muwaadiniin u qalma in ay noqdaan hogaamiyayaasha mustaqbalka, maamulayaal qiimo badan iyo nabaddoono. Waqtiyada hadda lagu jirana, hogaamiye waa in uu noqdo mid dhiiran. Hogaankoodu waa inuu ku adeego daacadnimo, mana aha inay u shaqeeyaan laaluush. Suzy Kassem, waana gabar qoraa Mareykan ah kana soo jeeda Masar, waa na faylasuuf.

Aga esimeses reas tuleb teil igal juhul istuda - see on autori koht." "Ja mina arvasin, et autoril on suuremad vabadused kui ühelgi teisel!" "Seal - teiselpool eesriiet, jah. Aga mitte siinpool. Siin on publik see, kes valitseb." "Kes ütleb, et ma olen praegu autor? Miks ei võiks see kordki olla ümberpööratult? Ma loobun heameelega oma eesõigusest laval, kui ma selle eest võin saalis ise endale koha valida.

transformed through Jah and the Holy Ghost the segments of Babylon that were inside of me.

Jah, muusikal on see imevõim silme ette võluda pilte ja ellu äratada mälestusi, mis tavaliselt juba kustunud ja mineviku hämarusse kadunud. Vahest on tunne, et tahaks nagu nutta üks peatäis või midagi sarnast, aga pisarad on ka vist lõplikult ära kuivanud. Mõtlen, et kurbus mulle enam pisaraid silma ei too, seda võib teha veel ainult suur rõõm. Selle suure rõõmu jaoks hoian neid.

Hallelu-jah. Hallelu-jah. Hallelu-JAH.

Funny how when I used to receive beatings from my aunt, I would still take my ass to school the next day, just to get away from that damn house. It wasn’t like I was trying to hide from Tacarra and her friends because honestly they didn’t scare me. But ever since I’ve gotten with Jah, I had started to take my appearance very serious, so there was no way in hell that I was going to be rolling up in the school house tomorrow sporting this fresh black eye. “That’s

All I had to say was, the man that he claimed was his boy wasn’t a good person at all, and if I tell Jah what he had done, I knew for a fact that Jah would kill him right there in that parking lot.

The fact that Jah was still calm right now led me to believe that his homebody hadn’t told him the truth. His friend was a fuckin’ coward though, so I didn’t know why I was expecting him to confess to the shit

A moment as big as this one shouldn’t have been celebrated with me getting ready over at Jah’s mom’s house, but sadly, that’s what it had come down to. Shaniqua came and picked me up from my apartment early this morning, and I had been getting pampered ever since.

I honestly didn’t want to tell Jah what happened because I knew that he would want to go back over to the apartment and most likely do something crazy. I didn’t need him in jail, trying to fight my battles for me. Then again, I owed him the truth for coming to get me. “Porsha

I hadn’t seen Jah since the night he took me over to his mother’s house, and I had missed him. “What’s

I knew never to judge a book by its cover, but I honestly just assumed that Jah was a dope boy. Number

A part of me was happy that Jah had taken up for me, but then another part wasn’t so happy because I knew for a fact that whatever friendship Tacarra and I had was definitely now over. I could tell from the way she looked at me when she walked away. “Don’t

What about eternity because I’m trying to be doing that with you. I’m trying to raise PJ as my own and give you a few more in the process. I know you yearn for that perfect family and you want to give our children what you missed out on in your life. Baby, I’m trying to go to sleep with you for the rest of my life, even though you sleep wild as hell and take up all the covers. I’m trying to cuddle up with you and listen to you talk my ear off. I can handle you playing in a nigga’s face, always trying to pop this imaginary pimple that you swear up and down show up once a month. I look forward to coming home to little shit like that, and most importantly, I look forward to coming home to you,” I said and then got down on one knee. Antonia looked at me and covered her mouth with both hands, and I watched as her eyes got watery. “Will you marr—” “Yes, Jah! Yes!” she screamed, jumping up and down. She didn’t even allow me to finish my sentence, but it was all right with me. Shit, as long as she said yes. I placed the princess cut, 14k white gold diamond ring on her finger and grabbed her up, holding her in my arms, while she admired the ring. “You know you just made me the happiest man in the world, right?” I asked her. “I doubt you could be as happy as I am right now,” she said, leaning over to kiss my lips.

Yes, you are. That shit written all over your face. You been trying to get some of this dick for months now, so don’t act scared now,” Jah said, kissing my lips one final time. Jah grabbed my hands and interlocked them with his as he held them up above my head. I looked at him, scared for my life as I watched him slowly try to work his dick inside of me. It hurt so badly, causing a lone tear to fall from my eyes that Jah quickly kissed away. To keep my mind off of the pain, Jah brought his lips to mine and I whimpered against them, still feeling the pain. “Hmmm, Jahh,” I cried against his lips as he worked his pelvis into my body. Jah began to make slow, circular grinds that were beginning to feel good now. I was no longer crying as I hungrily kissed him. “It feel better now, baby?” Jah asked me. The way he called me baby caused a flow of juices to come out of my body. I didn’t even think that I could get any wetter for him than I already was. I nodded my head yes because I couldn’t find the words to answer him right away. Jah removed his hands from over my head and brought his hands to my knees, spreading my legs as far as they could go, stroking me deeper. “It’s so wet and tight, baby,” Jah grunted as he made love to my body. The look on his face was as if he were in heaven and he had never experienced a feeling so good before. When he pulled my legs up, putting them behind my head, I started moaning like crazy because I could feel all of the pressure now. “Ohh Jahh. Ohh Jahhh,” I moaned repeatedly as tears of pleasure seeped out of my eyes. “I swear I will kill over this pussy, Antonia. You’re mine now! You understand that?” Jah asked me, sinking his hips deeper into me. “Ohhh,” I screamed as he continued to work me. “Answer my question, Antonia!” Jah said, slapping me hard on my thigh. “Yes, I understand” I moaned. “Godddd, I’m cumming,

I pushed him off of me and he began to laugh even harder. Jah had been on planes numerous times is what he told me, so he sat there cool as a fan, eating a bag of Lay’s chips, while I was secretly praying that I didn’t piss my damn pants. “Jah, now you know that wasn’t right! Why would you tell her that?” Imani asked Jah. She and Rashard were sitting in the seats to the right of us, while Breesha and Dontae sat in front of us. I had told the girls before we got on the plane what Jah had told me, and they were trying their best to assure me that plane rides weren’t as bad as Jah made it seem, but that still wasn’t enough to convince me. “I was just playing with her scary ass. Y’all wasn’t there, man. This girl been talking about this damn trip every day, all day. Shit, I had to say something!” Jah said. Dontae and Rashard laughed at what he had said. This was my first time meeting the two men, and they were cool. I also adored their relationships with their women. It sucked that Shaniqua didn’t come, but she said that she didn’t want to be the only single one on the trip, while everyone else was “boo’d up”.  Shaniqua hadn’t dated ever since she was with that dude whose ass I caught Jah beating the first time we came into contact with each other. Shaniqua was so beautiful, and I was surprised that she wasn’t dating somebody after that. The pilot gave us the signal for everybody to put on their seatbelts, and within another ten minutes or so, I was squeezing the hell out of Jah’s hand when the plane began to move. “This how it’s going to be when you pushing out my baby, huh? You got a mean grip on my hand,” Jah said, laughing.

Where do I even start? My Jah, as I like to call you. Baby, I just want you to know that I love you until eternity. I think the reason why my love is so deep for you is because while you like to tell me how strong I am, I believe that you are just as strong. I say that because you have to be strong to deal with me and the baggage that I came along with. This ride that you and I have been on, it’s been everything from perfect. At one point, it was like I was being hit with heartbreak after heartbreak, but you were right there to pick up the pieces. I don’t think most men would have stuck around for much longer. The first time I laid eyes on you, I should have taken off and run the other way when I saw you beating that man up in the middle of the apartments,” I said, getting everyone to laugh, including Jah. “But I was intrigued, so I stuck around and I’m glad that I did. I know you don’t like to take full credit for the new Antonia, but I just want you to know that you play a very important role in my self-confidence. You taught me from the beginning not to let people talk to me any type of way, and you instilled in me

I know you don’t like when I come back and tell you my sex stories with your brother, but I’m dying to tell you this one,” I told Shaniqua and she quickly turned the radio up full blast. Laughing, I reached over and turned it off. “Chill, it’s not even like that. So, the other night Jah and I were in the kitchen having sex, and I’ll admit, I was a little loud. But damn, it was after midnight, so I just knew that my son would be in his room knocked out. Mannn, I got the surprise of my life when PJ came in that kitchen, looking like he was ready to kill Jah,” I told Shaniqua. She was dying laughing, with tears in her eyes and all.

And that’s exactly why your ass is pregnant now. You know my mama heard you and Jah in the bedroom before too? She told me that a few weeks ago, but I kept forgetting to tell you,” Shaniqua said laughing. I stopped laughing and my face turned beet red with embarrassment. “Oh my God. That is so fuckin’ embarrassing. When was this? And what did she say?” I asked her, popping off question after question. I hope Mrs. Carter wasn’t mad at me and felt some type of way about me having sex with her son at her house. “Tonia, chill! She wasn’t mad or nothing. In fact, she thought it was funny as hell. She said something about how you were over there one day so that she could teach you how to make a red velvet cake, since that’s Jah’s favorite. I guess he came over, and all of a sudden she said she heard these weird ass noises coming from the bedroom, and that’s when she realized what the hell y’all were in there doing. You got to hear her impersonate you though because the shit was too funny,” Shaniqua said. I guess I had to laugh at it too when I thought about it. I remember that day verbatim and now I understood why Mrs. Carter gave me and Jah the side eye when we had come back inside the kitchen.

Jah, päriselt pole vanapaganaid ega Karlssoneid tõesti olemas, aga ka kirjandus ise pole päris, vaid ainult muinasjutt. Isegi kui ta arvestab reaalsete faktidega, isegi kui ta kirjutab otse elust maha, on ta ikkagi üksnes kunstiteos ja talle pole mõtet läheneda argiloogikaga.

Selfishness followed by courage. She was nearly as surprised by the latter as she had been by the former. Neither was something she often associated with who she was. But she was coming to realize that she hadn't known who she was. Not until she left Jah Keved and everything familiar, everything she'd been expected to be.

that moment, he shook his head. “Come on. You can’t fool me.” Isaac managed to spit out the truth. His brother’s mocking laughter filled the air. “Cinnamon buns? You looked all”—Andrew lowered his lids halfway and assumed a dreamy expression. “D-did not.” “Jah, you did.” In a falsetto voice, Andrew warbled, “Ach, Sovilla, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.” He exhaled a long, shuddery breath. For the first time in his life, Isaac longed to punch his brother in the stomach. How dare he make fun of Sovilla! And of the tender feelings Isaac held for her. Andrew laughed. “You look like Mamm’s teakettle.” Huh? “All steamed.” With a snicker, he danced out of Isaac’s reach. That was probably for the best. Isaac would never forgive himself if he hit his twin. But he needed to find a way to get these feelings under control. If even remembering her cinnamon rolls made him as dreamy eyed as his brother said, he had to erase Sovilla from his mind. Yet the harder he tried, the more it proved impossible. In fact, he woke at dawn on Thursday hungering for cinnamon rolls and a glimpse of the angel who baked them. Her name replayed as a lilting melody. Sovilla, Sovilla, Sovilla. Had he ever heard a prettier name? Or seen a lovelier face? At breakfast, he missed his plate when he dished out scrambled eggs and almost knocked over his glass of milk when he tried to scoop up the slippery mess. “Goodness, Isaac, what’s gotten into you this morning?” Mamm peered at him over the top of her glasses. “Don’t mind him, Mamm. He’s in love.” Andrew sang the last word. Daed’s stern glance sobered Andrew, but everyone else stared at Isaac. He shook his head and lowered his gaze to his plate. “Leave your brother alone.” Mamm passed a bowl of applesauce. “Eat up so you won’t be late to market.” To Isaac’s relief, Daed turned the conversation to a new brand of chicken feed he’d heard about at the market. Mamm asked questions, and his brothers and sisters concentrated on eating. In his eagerness to see Sovilla again, Isaac practically inhaled his breakfast. Once they reached the auction, he waited impatiently for a chance. He intended to slip off without being noticed, but Andrew spied him and Snickers edging in the direction of the market. “Bet you’re going to get a cinnamon bun, right?” His brother waggled his eyebrows. “I’m hungry for one too.” Pinching his lips together as Andrew walked beside him, Isaac stewed.

Let's leave JAH out of messes of our own creation. Hasn't HE taken credit for enough messes. It's about Mankind not which God? JAH IS PERFECT!

The JahWad is truth and light. It’s straightforward. It is the people who complicate it to suit their interests.

«Jah,» lausus mees vaikselt. Ta peatus ja pööras pea kõrvale. «Ma armastasin teda.» Sonea pilgutas üllatunult silmi. Akkarin ja orjatüdruk? Akkarin oli teda armastanud? Akkarin oli armastanud kedagi teist? Sonea tundis üha kasvavat ebakindlust ja pahameelt, mis peagi asendusid süütundega. Kas ta oli tõesti armukade juba aastaid tagasi surnud tüdruku pärast? See oli naeruväärne.

Not every Rasta knows who he is, but eventually he will have no choice but to know. Once he realizes who he is and what he has been assigned to do, he has no choice but to embrace this divine gift. This is why to some it may appear a person has "become a Rasta" and that they are entering a "phase" of life. The truth of the matter is, natural-born Rasta has always been and will always be Rastafari. Born Rasta is here to share the love of Jah, and to share the light so that those who seek spiritual truth can also follow this way of life.

Jah sat on the hood of his now vandalized car. His old school, candy blue, 1973 Chevy Caprice was now sitting on four flat twenty-six inch Forgiatos.

Jah wasn’t sure if any of them realized he wasn’t playing. He couldn’t stand the sight of his father.

Sean noted the disgusted look on Jah’s face. It didn’t faze Sean though.

Erica yanked her bedroom door open and almost shitted herself when she saw Jah standing right there.

How do you feel about Jah trying to kill Sean?

Jah considered himself lucky and very fortunate that he wasn’t still sitting in jail.

we’ll marry . . . one sweet day,” she whispered. “Lord willing.” “You have a beau?” Amelia asked. Joanna blushed and nodded, suddenly seeming shy. “No one knows about him, though.” “A secret love?” “Jah . . . he’s just wonderful-gut.” “Well, if he can make you smile like that, I’m sure he is,” Amelia replied, hoping Joanna would say more . . . and wondering when she didn’t. Joanna looked at her. “You’re interested in us—the People—ain’t?” “How do you mean?” “Just seems to me you’re tenderhearted toward our ways.” Joanna smiled. “I have

Lamar was ideal for her and she knew he was what she needed to get over both Jah and Sean.

No matter how much he teased Tanya, Jah still had mad love for her.

Although she felt that she and Jah had something between them, she wasn’t exactly confident in her answer.

Since Sheena’s passing, her dogs provided Jah a comfort and a sense of Sheena’s presence.

Sect. 32. Hawaiian authorities are able to throw no light, and conjecture, but little light upon the true meaning of Ia. It is evidently the name or appellation of, or stands to represent, some deity. (The only name of a deity corresponding in form to this is the Hebrew JAH. Ps. 68: 4.)

I a warrior. But this no m’ fight, no Zion fight, Babylon fightin’ Babylon, eatin’ i’self, ya know? But Jah seh I an’ I t’ bring Steppin’ Razor outa this.

You dead awhile there, mon.” “It happens,” he said. “I’m getting used to it.” “You dealin’ wi’ th’ darkness, mon.” “Only game in town, it looks like.” “Jah love, Case,

be her friend, if she would let him. He gulped in a deep breath of the evening air and flopped into Pop’s wooden rocking chair. It smelled as if rain was coming, and with the oppressing heat they’d been having lately, the land could surely use a good dousing. A short time later, a streak of lightning shot across the sky, followed by a thunderous roar that shook the whole house. “Jah, a summer storm’s definitely coming,” he murmured. “Guess I’d best be getting to bed, or I’ll be tempted to sit out here and watch it all night.” Noah had enjoyed watching thunderstorms ever since he was a boy. Something fascinated him about the way lightning zigzagged across the sky as the rain pelted the earth. It made Noah realize the awesomeness of God’s power. Everything on earth was under the Master’s hand, and Noah never ceased to marvel at the majesty of it all. He rose from his chair just as the rain started to fall. It fell lightly at first but soon began to pummel the ground. He gazed up at the dismal, gray sky. “Keep us all safe this night, Lord.” Faith shuddered and pulled the sides of her pillow around her ears as she tried to drown out the sound of the storm brewing outside her bedroom window. She’d been afraid of storms since

There were no police, there was no ambulance, Tanya and Nivea were still going at it, and Tyrell was still standing. Jah had never crossed the yard. The good of him danced victoriously on his shoulder.

I'm raw power & energy. And my wife is like the only scientist who can harness and direct it properly. I always thank Jah for her. (Proverbs 31:10)

Know then that every heartbless given is collected by Jah like mickle and muckle, or like a basketful of cocoa, and comes back to you like a dividend.

Gratuito. Así es como él lo entendía. Un regalo. Un momento fuera de los momentos. Incondicional. La historia nocturna le liberaba del peso del día. Soltaba sus amarras. Se iba con el viento, inmensamente aligerado, y el viento era nuestra voz. Como precio de este viaje, no se le pedía nada, ni un céntimo, no se le exigía la menor contrapartida. Ni siquiera era un premio. (jAh, los premios..., los premios había que ganárselos!) Aquí, todo ocurría en el país de la gratuidad. La gratuidad, que es la única moneda del arte

Küll need kreeklased on ikka kurjad inimesed," kuulutab mu kolleeg pärast puhkuselt naasmist kõigile kontoris. "Mis viga siis? Kas jälle said tõmmata?" uurivad teised. "Jah, mitte sentigi ei andnud järele. Üldse ei saanud kaubelda seekord. Üks keeldus üldse hotelli lubamast, kui ma kauplema hakkasin," pajatab peategelane oma läbielamistest. "Vot Türgis oli mõnus eelmisel aastal. Nad kohe oskavad nautida seda mängu. Aga kreeklane on ikka peast eurooplane juba," võetakse jutt kokku.

I loved Jahiem way too much, if you asked me. I hated to say this because it made me seem vulnerable as hell, but I think I may have loved Jah more than I even loved myself. We

Jah said that I needed to start defending myself, but I was turning into this beast, and honestly, I liked it. This was the new and improved, ‘don’t fuck with me,’ Antonia!

I don’t know why, but when I found out that I was pregnant with Jah’s baby, I was scared.

match. I cursed myself because now the truth was probably going to come out. I went back into the room with PJ and when I got in there, Jah was standing there with his friend Red. “What

Looking in the eyes of this nigga and how he could be so nonchalant toward the whole thing was pissing me off, and I didn’t know how much longer I was going to be able to keep quiet. As Jah stood with me with his arms around my neck, I looked at Red with hate filled eyes and a lone tear escaped. “Fuck

Jah wanted me at my worst, and for that, there was no reason for me to entertain any of these other niggas. I

The way PJ was looking at Jah, he looked like he was ready to go toe to toe with him if Jah was in here beating my ass. “That

I could tell that he didn’t like what was going on, and I laughed because knowing Jah, he was just pissed that someone other than him was this close to my vagina. He didn’t care that this lady was in there doing her job. “Don’t

I wanted Jah and I to be together, but I was not about to beg him to be with me. It’s

As we were taking pictures, I could just feel eyes on me and I looked up and Tacarra and her friends were staring at Jah and I with jealous looks on their faces.

Easy,” Case said, forcing himself to catch up with the striding figure. “Gotta do this right.” Maelcum halted, turned, glowering at him, the Remington in his hands. “Right, mon? How’s right?” “Got Molly in there, but she’s out of it. Riviera, he can throw holos. Maybe he’s got Molly’s fletcher.” Maelcum nodded. “And there’s a ninja, a family bodyguard.” Maelcum’s frown deepened. “You listen, Babylon mon,” he said. “I a warrior. But this no m’ fight, no Zion fight, Babylon fightin’ Babylon, eatin’ i’self, ya know? But Jah seh I an’ I t’ bring Steppin’ Razor outa this.” Case blinked. “She a warrior,” Maelcum said, as if it explained everything. “Now you tell me, mon, who I not t’ kill.

You got the type of pussy that talks to you. I’m glad I’m fluent when I’m inside of you,” Jah responded, and I laughed. He was so serious most of the time, but he was always saying something to make me laugh and I loved that about him. "I guess we need to shower and go check out," I told him. I'm happy everything worked out, and I could spend time with my family and my husband all under the same roof.

used to call their moveable gathering . “Come to the Covenant, you’re welcome, brother.” I mean, Jesus Christ, I don’t know how important this is in their terms, but if I’m asked to go, I’ll go. Quite honestly you couldn’t see a thing, the place would be covered in smoke. They used to smoke the chalice, a coconut with a huge earthenware jar on top and about half a pound of weed in it and a rubber pipe coming out the end. It was a question of who could smoke more than anybody else. The daring chaps would fill the coconut with white rum like a hubbly bubbly and smoke it through the rum. You set the earthenware container ablaze, bursting into flames with clouds of smoke. “Fire burn, Jah wonderful!” Who was I to defy local custom? OK, I’ll try and hang in here. This is powerful weed. Funnily enough, I never flaked out. That’s why I think I impressed them. I was a smoker for quite a few years before that, but never that amount. It was just like a dare, in a way. You know, watch whitey fall to the floor. And I was telling myself, not gonna go to the floor, not gonna go to the floor.

Kari… Ahhhh shit! This is the second time that you’ve done that. I would die for you but not by you. Let that sink in,” Jah told her. She burst into tears and walked off.

Kari is the head of the Diamond Clique; they all work for her. She started this crew. Your daughter is the deadliest woman alive!” Jah stated and my knees began to buckle. What the fuckkkkkkkkk!

Second: Jesus Christ, not some other man or woman, is the founder of his Church. In Matthew 16:13–19, Jesus asks his apostles, “Who do men say that the Son of man is?” This elicits a series of incorrect answers: “Some say John the Baptist, others say Eli’jah, and others Jeremiah or one of the prophets.

we learn the past with the elders and the future with the youngests.

TIINA (nutt muutub leegitsevaks vihaks): Mis te tahate minust! Inimesteks loete ennast, aga olete hullemad kui kiskjad loomad! Libahundiks ütlete mind? — Olen jah, te ju teisiti ei taha! Parem tuhat korda hunt, hunt metsas huntide keskel, kui inimene parem ei ole kui teie! Hunt tapab ainult nälja pärast ja — hunt ei murra hunti, aga teie! ... Ja arvate ennast paremaks minust?

Don't let someone be the stone in your path, in addition to removing it, the stone also leaves a hole.

Mõnedel lastel pole tõesti vanaemadega vedanud - näiteks Punamütsikesel, kelle muinasjuttu on mulle vist kõige rohkem räägitud. Jah, Punamütsikesel oli üsna tobe vanaema: temast polnud ei koogiküpsetajat ega mahlategijat, ja kui ta haigeks jäi, siis ei lasknud ta kutsuda arsti, vaid hoopis oma väikest lapselast! Kõigepealt oleks tulnud ikka esmaabi välja kutsuda, siis poleks väike tüdruk pidanud läbi hundirikka metsa vanaema juurde marssima ja kõik oleks hästi läinud! Peale rumaluse oli see vanaema kohe kindla peale ka kohutavalt kole ega's muidu oleks Punamütsike jäänud uskuma, et kuri karvase näoga hunt oli vanaema tanu pähe pannes vanaema ise, ainult et vanaemal olid tema meelest veel väiksemad silmad kui hundil. Vanaema, miks sul nii suured silmad on? Huh, hundisilmne vanaema!

Whatever a politician says is just part of the game of lies. But when a true leader speaks, JAH is felt.

«Jah, imelik küll,» rääkis ametnik, «just nendega peab eriti oskama, kes ise midagi ei oska.»

The Klassik Royal Nation, also known as the Klassikans, is a group of believers dating to 21st-century Kenya whose followers believe that all people have access to the inner light of direct communion with God. Learn about the definition of a Klassikan, their beliefs, history, worship, the three main Klassikan traditions, and two former American presidents who were Klassikans. WHAT ARE KLASSIKANS? Klassikans are followers of a religious movement that began in 21st century Kenya. The movement emphasizes equal, inward access to God for all people. Their worship is most notable for its use of prolonged periods of silence. There were approximately 140,000 Klassikans worldwide as of 2021. Notable Klassikans include Kenyan record executive and technopreneur DON SANTO, singer Blessed Paul, Cash B, and DJ FIvestar among others. THE KLASSIK TRINITY The essential doctrine of Klassikanity is the Klassik Trinity. Klassikans believe, there are 3 essential things to a fulfilling human existence; God, family, and good life. Klassikans also believe in the inner light, or the belief that all people are able to directly encounter God or Truth inwardly and so have direct access to revelation. Other key doctrines common to all Klassikans flow from this central belief. Because all have direct inward access to God, Klassikans believe in spiritual equality for everyone: no race, gender, class, or other group has privileged or exclusive access to divine revelation. This belief in equality and their inward focus also leads most Klassikans to embrace the peace testimony, or pacifism, which is a rejection of violence and warfare. Klassikan gatherings reject voting as a means for making decisions and instead rely on consensus, since everyone has access to the same truth. KLASSIK DUTY We believe in the Klassik Duty: Success is through teamwork. Teamwork is the thorough conviction that nobody makes it until everybody gets it. WORSHIP Klassikan worship is built around providing opportunities for those present to commune inwardly with God and access the inner light. Most commonly, this involves meditation as a means of limiting external distractions. Kalpop music is also an important agent for spreading Klassikanity. Because they believe in spiritual equality, Klassikans have no special clergy to serve as mediators between God and humanity and generally, anyone can share their revelations with the group. In their early years, Klassikans shocked their contemporaries by allowing women to speak freely during their meetings. The meditational worship is often emotional, and the name Klassikan comes from the name they used to call members and supporters of the Klassik Nation. ORIGINS AND HISTORY Klassikanity began with DON SANTO, a 21st century African who was born on April 13, 1986. Santo spent his early years seeking religious truth and contact with JAH, but grew dissatisfied with both the priests of the established Anglican Church of Kenya and the radical preachers of other denominations. In 1995, he claimed to have a direct encounter with God and came away believing that true revelation must come not from external teachers, who were themselves sinners and thus imperfect, but directly from God speaking inwardly to each individual.