|Jahweve has spent his entire life on the island. He has seen the big world on T.V. He wants to travel he wants to become a musician. On his small Caribbean island there is no work, fishing doesn't make any money, farming even less. Visas are impossible to obtain and flights cost a fortune. As a Rasta, the only solution is to grow weed in the mountains, but the army helicopters are coming to the hills more frequently to burn the plantations. One morning as he sleeps, he has a vision; he sees faraway lands, hears strange music and meets people he never knew existed. This is a sign for him to harvest his plants as soon as possible and leave for Martinique on a small boat. He plans to sell his stuff in the French islands where he can then board a plane to meet his destiny. Of course nothing comes that easy.