Just imagine…

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I want you to imagine yourself in the African bush. A Nyala is grazing nearby, its ears pitched back, listening for danger. In the darkening sky, an Eagle soars, looking for a morsel to eat. The stars will soon open their eyes, making the darkness seems less daunting…

Your feet burn, making prints on the sand you walk on. A small foot path leads to a forgotten village. There, you must meet a Sangoma. She is the only hope you have to make it out alive…

As you near the hut where she stays, you can hear the low chants coming from within. It sounds like she is calling upon someone… or something…

Once you peak around the opening of the hut, your eyes dart to the gruesome sight that awaits you.

There, in the center of the hut, on a grass mat, lays an old woman; or what used to be a woman. He chest is ripped open and her heart is still throbbing in the hands of the creature you fear most… The Tokoloshe…

It turns its ugly head towards you and the blood drips from its fangs. It was feasting on life…

Before you can take a step back, the creature jumps up and starts crawling towards you, its eyes never looking away from you.

“I have been waiting for you…” It growls. “I have been waiting for you to get your copy of the book Tokoloshe. Have you not heard the drums?”

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From another point of view

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The sweet scent of flesh is undeniable. Fear makes it even sweeter. Those eyes; they speak of a disgust never to be felt again…

That’s what it feels like. You might think that it makes me want to run into the woods and hide, but it doesn’t. It only makes me want that flesh more. It makes me want to walk right up to whoever dared to cross me, stare into their face and make sure that my fangs will be the last thing they ever see.

They don’t call me the Tokoloshe for nothing. I am what little children fear when they walk past the lake. I am why their beds are mounted on bricks. They think they can escape my wrath that way, but they are wrong. I am much more than their minds can fathom. I use dark magic and utter fear to get what I want. And I will not stop until all the ancestors’ wishes are fulfilled!

Do not try to run from me or call a Sangoma to try to banish me. Do not close your eyes and pretend not to see me. No matter what you do or what you say, I will be there; watching you; waiting for you behind the dumdum dumdum of the African drums…

Pre order your copy of Tokoloshe today and avoid having to look into those fearless eyes…

More than just a story

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Tokoloshe is more than just a story filling blank pages. Its a legend; a look through the eyes of those tortured and humiliated by the African creature, the Tokoloshe.

The story speaks to those who have lost a loved one and seeks answers; answers to questions they fear to ask or to know the answers to.

When losing someone you love, you tend to turn to the impractical, even seeking help from Witch doctors and Sangoma’s to soothe the ache in your heart.

Tokoloshe tells the story of just that, a lonely soul seeking closure to an accident that destiny foretold. Along the way, the Tokoloshe intervenes, wanting its secrets to stay hidden beneath the African mountains. However, it doesn’t…

A legend carried through the ages breaks free of the chains holding it captive. It soars into the air and breaks loose on those who have dared to awaken this beast. It slashes through flesh with its angry fists and brings sorrow to those who question its motives. It will not rest until all who have wronged it has been eliminated.

Those who are targeted cannot hide; cannot run from this beast. All they can do is wait for the drums… They know; when you hear the drums, its already too late…

Pre order Tokoloshe today and have it automatically delivered to your reading devise on the 25th December. Hurry, before the drums reach you…

 

Mythical Creatures Of Africa

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In a world where the imagination rules, it is quite tempting to blame irregular findings on mythical creatures. Especially if these findings become unexplainable…

One of these mythical creatures include the Kaang. Kaang was said to have created the earth. As he lived in the sky, the people became more disobedient and he sent destruction and death to the land. It is said that his spirit lives in all living things on earth. His wife gave birth to an Eland and this Eland was killed. Kaang became furious and demanded that the blood of the Eland be boiled. He then scattered the boiled blood over the landscape and formed more animals, creating a way for people to have meat to eat.

Another mythical creature of Africa is the Biloko. The Biloko are diabolical dwarf-like creatures that live deep in the forests. They are said to be the spirit ancestors that are jealous of the living. Woman lose conciousness when encountering one of these creatures and hunters do not like to enter forests where these creatures wander. The Biloko has a hideous appearance, including sharp claws and teeth. It is also believed that these creatures can swallow a human whole…

Sounds a lot like the Tokoloshe…

Tokoloshe, my latest book will be released in December and promises to have you sitting on the edge of your seat until the very last page is turned… and if you hear the drums, you better run…

Grab your copy of Tokoloshe now before it’s too late…

Africa’s Healers

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When thinking about a Sangoma, one thinks of darkness, spirits and black magic. Sangoma’s, however, are much more than just that. They are also known as healers or the spirit.

A Sangoma can, by using special powders made of natural vegetation and animal or human parts, heal a broken spirit or a physical illness. They can also see into the past or into the future in order to help cure the spirit.

A Sangoma cannot choose to become a healer, it is rather chosen by the ancestors. The ancestors speak to the potential healer through dreams and voices. If the potential Sangoma does not listen to these dreams or voices, great hardship awaits him or her. Only when he or she starts training to become a Sangoma, does the hardship become less fearful.

Sangomas use many different kinds of mediums to connect with spirits and ancestors. One most commonly used are bones and pebbles that are shaken in the palm of the hand and thrown onto the ground in order to predict a situation. Another way to connect with spirits is by dancing and chanting. Sangomas will beat traditional drums and chant traditional songs around an open fire in order to call upon the wanted spirits.

While there is a lot of speculation as to how believable the Sangoma’s predictions are, many people are turning to traditional healing rather that seeking the help of a medical practitioner.

Sangoma’s may not be a recognized healer throughout South Africa, but there are many stories of Sangoma’s that saved people’s lives…

An African Myth…

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Many African folk are terrified when the name “Tokoloshe” is mentioned in a conversation. And they have every right to be…

The Tokoloshe – as said by some- is a small baboon like creature with a hairy body covered in warts. It is said that the Tokoloshe is an evil spirit that causes havoc wherever it goes. As the Tokoloshe is associated with darkness and evil, it is greatly feared.

Sangomas or Witchdoctors use the Tokoloshe to get vengeance on anyone who might have caused them harm in any way. Not many people has seen this creature, but there is a lot of speculation as to why the mysterious happenings is blamed on this evil spirit.

The Tokoloshe is also used to scare children into listening and behaving as they should.  It is widely known that the Tokoloshe rapes young girls for pleasure, thus giving him a great sense of sexuality. African people often have their beds mounted on bricks, keeping the small Tokoloshe at bay. As the Tokoloshe can only be seen by children, an adult must insert the sleep of a dog’s eye into his own eyes in order to see the Tokoloshe.

It is said that the Tokoloshe does not like smoke or fire, thus creating a way to rid oneself of this evil being. Some people also try to keep the Tokoloshe at bay by using special powders and medicines from Witchdoctors.

The Tokoloshe is said to be found near water and lonely, deserted places. Children are cautioned not go play near rivers and must walk in groups rather than walk alone.

Many people believe that the Tokoloshe is in fact not real and a way of scaring people or keeping away from Sangomas.

However, if you hear the African drums in the distance, it is already too late…

A book named Tokoloshe by Johan Botha

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I wrote Tokoloshe in the memory of my late daughter. The pain may never go away, but time will heal my broken heart.

Tokoloshe has been in my head for many years and I can finally now say that Tokoloshe will be released on the 25th of December…

But you need not wait that long! Pre order your copy of Tokololshe now via Amazon and have it delivered to your reading device on Christmas day! What a fantastic present!

Here is what you can expect…

“Nkosi Umthakati” King of the Witchdoctors, she called him. She chanted his name as she walked away from the ruins of the old Sangoma and toward the place that would become the realm of the new King.

Gugu walked on, as if in a trance, without stopping to drink a drop of water from a stream or to gather food to eat, ignoring hunger pains gnawing at her insides. She did not think of her tired body or anything else around her, but kept on moving, guided by some unseen power that guarded her from the dangers of the African wilderness. Sometimes her mind would wander; she’d remember the sounds of the chains on her ankles, the crying and the smells…the retching horror. It made her more determined to bring Nkosi Umthakati to his destination. It made her more determined to see this thing through. It was too late to turn back now; she was already in the grip of a trance? Something was protecting her, she knew it instinctively.

No animal tried to come near her and nothing crossed her path as she walked towards her destiny. Was I born for this? Gugu wondered while in her hands she carried the Nkosi Umthakati, the new-born King of Witchdoctors, to the hiding place where he would grow up and rule as the prophecy had foreseen…