The year was 702 C.E., the place North Africa’s Aures Mountains. Al-Kahina, “the Sorceress” and princess of the Jewish Berber Jarawa tribe, prepared to lead her army in a last battle against invading Muslim forces. But not before sending her son, a descendant of the biblical King David, to safety. In 1799, Chaim Farhi, advisor to Jezzer Ali Pasha, governor of the Sanjak of Acre, readied defenses against Napoleon and his army. Aided by the British navy, the Sultan’s forces break the French siege. But during the victory celebration, Farhi, his wife, daughter, and young son—believed by the Jews of Acre to be of Davidic lineage—disappear. So do men of Jaysh ein Galut, the Army of Goliath, fanatics trained by the cult of the Assassins and who hate Jews even more than Christians. In 1969, a man walks into a New York City delicatessen. Half-forgotten aromas hit him, bringing back memories of the day they murdered his family. He had survived three years in the forest and killed how many Iron Cross thugs, but can’t take the old potato and onion smell from his childhood. This man has a son, a boy who as a man women will not resist, and who the watchers, Ha Shomrim, recognize as a descendant of King David. A few weeks from now the watchers, barely rumored but grown to a world-wide network funded by gold and silver from the Second Temple, will command a stealth helicopter to snatch a young man, his mother, and his sister from a Havana beach. The boy is a singer whose Spanish and English songs captivate millions. His name is David. So was his father’s and grandfather’s. Jews pray daily for the mosiach, who will restore the Davidic lineage, rule from Jerusalem and herald the footsteps of the Kingdom of God on Earth. Mystics say each generation contains messianic candidates. Verification comes in The David Discovery.
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