The Emergence

This path began in Trinidad and Tobago—where I first witnessed Rasta. Where I first heard of the Emperor. Those early echoes stayed with me. Later, I found myself at the United Nations, reading the words of His Imperial Majesty Haile Selassie I—words that would later become lyrics sung across the world: “Until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned…”

It was during that same window of life that I came across a video of His coronation. I heard the sacred drums, and in their midst, a chant—Om. In vibration.  That was one of the seeds.

Then one day, the word came:
R-A-S-T-A-R-F-A-R-I—
Not just as a name, but as a flaming image, a sun-headed form of radiant consciousness. I ‘acquired’ the domain name, rastarfari.com, thinking it would serve as a design platform. But the vision grew. It became clear that this was not just another outlet. It was the portal. The place where all paths—One Love Won, Eyetal, Lovemore24, booneness is oneness—would converge.

I now understand this emergence as a remembering force of our divine architecture. Children across the world recognize the red, gold, and green. Even without knowing its origin, something stirs. Rastarfari calls to memory.

What came forward was a resonance. A remembrance of our wholeness. An honoring of opposites reconciled: Christ and drum. Word and rhythm. Sovereignty and surrender. It is not bound by geography. It moves forward and backward in time. It is simply revealing what already is.

Rastarfari stands with the Alpha and the Omega naturally. It offers refuge and recognition for those weary of division, yet still seeking the sacred. It is a movement of remembering.

And so this temple—Rastarfari.com—is a gathering. A beacon. A place to wear your truth, breathe your soul, and walk in the resonance of what you already are.

Selah