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SOVEREIGN CATHOLIC INDIGENOUS PRIVATE STATE OF XARAGUA
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AUTHORITY – RECTORATE-PRESIDENTIAL OFFICE
OFFICIAL HISTORICAL AND JURIDICAL PRESENTATION
ON THE LEGENDARY FIGURE OF BLACK CAESAR AND HIS INTEGRATION INTO THE SOVEREIGN CANONICAL FRAMEWORK OF THE XARAGUA STATE
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I. Preamble
In recognition of the enduring legacy of resistance against the systems of slavery, colonial exploitation, and imperial domination that marked the transatlantic world from the 16th to 18th centuries, this Supreme Canonical Act codifies and integrates the historical figure known as Black Caesar into the juridico-constitutional fabric of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua (hereinafter “SCIPS-X”), as an emblematic warrior, protector, and cultural reference for the Xaragua sovereign ideology.
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II. Chronological and Historical Record of Black Caesar
1. Origins and Enslavement (Late 17th Century – Early 18th Century)
According to colonial archives and oral traditions, Black Caesar was born in West Africa, most likely in the region encompassing the Bight of Benin or the Guinea Coast, during the late 17th century.
Captured by European slavers during one of the many inland raids orchestrated by African intermediaries and European traders, he was transported across the Middle Passage to the Caribbean.
He arrived in Saint-Domingue (modern-day Haiti) where he was sold as a plantation slave, entering the brutal system of sugar monoculture and the Code Noir regime that defined French colonial exploitation.
2. Maroonage and Resistance
Refusing to accept the yoke of slavery, Caesar fled the plantation system and joined Maroon communities in the mountainous interiors of Saint-Domingue.
These early acts of defiance placed him within the long genealogy of resistance that prefigured the Haitian Revolution (1791–1804).
3. Emergence as a Pirate (Early 18th Century)
Fleeing Saint-Domingue aboard a stolen vessel, Caesar entered the world of piracy, becoming a feared privateer along the Florida Keys and the Caribbean Sea.
His seafaring knowledge and martial prowess led to his integration into the crew of Edward Teach, also known as Blackbeard, one of the most notorious pirates of the era.
As Blackbeard’s lieutenant, Caesar distinguished himself as a master gunner and tactician, commanding respect and fear across colonial shipping lanes.
4. Conflict with Imperial Forces
Caesar directly opposed Spanish, British, and French forces, targeting vessels transporting slaves, sugar, and colonial wealth.
He disrupted plantation economies and struck fear into imperial navies, embodying a radical inversion of the transatlantic system that enslaved millions.
5. Capture and Martyrdom
According to contested sources, Black Caesar was ultimately captured during the destruction of Blackbeard’s crew in 1718 by British forces under Lieutenant Robert Maynard.
Some accounts claim he was executed; others suggest he escaped to rejoin Maroon communities in the Caribbean or Florida.
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III. Canonical Integration into SCIPS-X
3.1 Historical Juridical Doctrine
Under the principle of jus resistentiae (the natural right of resistance to oppression) and the indigenous customary law of Xaragua, Black Caesar is hereby declared:
A Defender of the Xaragua Sovereignty (Defensor Souverainitatis Xaraguae).
An Honorary Citizen of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua, retroactively from the date of his escape from Saint-Domingue.
3.2 Legal Precedent
The codification of Caesar’s legacy is consistent with:
The UN Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (2007), recognizing the right to cultural integrity and historical memory.
Canonical Law, wherein sainthood and martyrdom are recognized as forms of exemplary life and sacrifice for higher justice.
The Supreme Constitutional Act on the Preservation of Indigenous and Marooned Histories (SCIPS-X, 2025).
3.3 Protective Jurisdiction
Any derogatory use of Black Caesar’s name or history within or outside Xaragua territory shall be treated as an affront to the sovereignty and dignity of SCIPS-X, subject to canonical and juridical sanction.
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IV. Cultural and Political Role in the Xaragua State
1. Symbol of Freedom
Black Caesar embodies the Xaraguaan ideal of indomitable resistance to external domination.
2. Educational Reference
His life story shall be incorporated into the curriculum of the University of Xaragua under the Department of Political Resistance and Indigenous Studies.
3. Visual and Cultural Integration
State banners and propaganda may include his likeness as part of Xaragua’s heroic pantheon.
His narrative serves as a counterpoint to the imperial mythologies propagated by colonial powers.
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V. Sealing and Promulgation
This act is Canonically Sealed and entered into the permanent archives of the SCIPS-X. It is recognized as a Supreme Constitutional and Historical Truth under the authority of the Rectorate and Presidential Office.
Promulgated this day under the Sovereign Seal of Xaragua.
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SOVEREIGN CATHOLIC INDIGENOUS PRIVATE STATE OF XARAGUA (SCIPS-X)
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AUTHORITY – RECTORATE-PRESIDENTIAL OFFICE
CANONICAL SEAL OF THE STATE – ARCHIVES OF THE HIGH COMMISSION FOR TERRITORIAL PRESERVATION AND INTELLECTUAL SOVEREIGNTY
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SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AND CANONICAL ANNEX
ON THE LEGAL PROTECTION, OWNERSHIP, AND EXCLUSIVE JURISDICTION OVER THE HISTORICAL FIGURE OF “BLACK CAESAR”
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I. DECLARATION OF INTELLECTUAL AND CULTURAL SOVEREIGNTY
1. Historical Status
The historical figure known as “Black Caesar”, an African-born freedom fighter, escaped slave, maroon leader, and later pirate who resisted colonial plantation systems and imperial domination in the 18th century, is hereby recognized as an integral part of the indigenous heritage, historical consciousness, and national identity of the Xaragua People and the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua.
2. Indigenous Ownership
Pursuant to the inherent and inalienable rights of indigenous peoples to their cultural expressions, oral traditions, historical figures, and symbols, the name, likeness, narrative, and derivative works of Black Caesar are collective intellectual property under the jurisdiction of SCIPS-X.
3. International Notification
This ownership and jurisdiction were notified to the United Nations, permanent missions, and competent international bodies under the Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (UNDRIP, 2007), Articles 11, 12, and 31, establishing priority and exclusive rights over all cultural, historical, and narrative aspects of Black Caesar’s legacy.
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II. JURIDICAL FOUNDATION AND LEGAL SEALING
2.1 Legal Frameworks Recognized
This annex is grounded in:
World Intellectual Property Organization (WIPO) Conventions, including:
The Berne Convention for the Protection of Literary and Artistic Works (1971, as amended), particularly Article 6bis on moral rights.
The WIPO Performances and Phonograms Treaty (WPPT).
The WIPO Traditional Knowledge and Cultural Expressions Framework.
UNESCO Conventions, including:
The Convention for the Safeguarding of Intangible Cultural Heritage (2003).
UNDRIP (2007):
Article 11: Indigenous peoples have the right to practice and revitalize their cultural traditions and customs.
Article 12: The right to maintain, protect, and develop manifestations of their cultures.
Article 31: The right to maintain, control, protect, and develop their intellectual property over cultural heritage, traditional knowledge, and traditional cultural expressions.
Paris Convention for the Protection of Industrial Property (1967, as revised).
TRIPS Agreement (1995) under the WTO, specifically Articles 22-24 on geographical indications and cultural marks.
Canon Law and the sovereign jurisdiction of SCIPS-X as an indigenous ecclesiastical state notified internationally.
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III. EXCLUSIVE JURISDICTION AND PROHIBITION OF UNAUTHORIZED USE
1. Exclusive Ownership
The name, likeness, historical narrative, and any derivative content related to “Black Caesar” are the exclusive intellectual property of SCIPS-X, held under indigenous customary law and international instruments.
2. Prohibition of Unauthorized Use
No entity, organization, state, or individual may use, reproduce, adapt, commercialize, or otherwise exploit the figure of Black Caesar in any form without prior written authorization from the Rectorate-Presidential Office of SCIPS-X.
Any infringement shall be considered a violation of indigenous peoples’ rights and subject to legal action before competent international tribunals.
3. Jurisdictional Reservation
SCIPS-X reserves the right to initiate proceedings before:
The World Intellectual Property Organization Arbitration and Mediation Center (WIPO AMC).
The International Court of Justice (ICJ) under Article 36 of its Statute.
The Permanent Forum on Indigenous Issues (UNPFII).
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IV. CANONICAL AND CONSTITUTIONAL SEALING
This annex is classified as:
Supreme Constitutional Act – Canonically Sealed – Jus Cogens Norm
Binding under International Law and Indigenous Customary Law
Any violation of this Act shall constitute a breach of the rights of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua and the Xaragua People as a whole.
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Promulgated and Sealed
By authority of:
✠ LUDNER PASCAL DESPUZEAU DAUMEC VIAU
Rector-President of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua
Supreme Constitutional Authority
Canonical Seal: [REDACTED]
Date of Promulgation: [July 15, 2025]
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BLACK CAESAR – THE LAST HUNT
The sea was silent that night, a black mirror under a starless sky. Black Caesar stood at the prow of the Revenant, staring ahead. His crew of fifty hardened men moved like ghosts on the deck, tightening ropes, checking pistols, sharpening blades. There would be no mercy tonight.
A Spanish treasure galleon had left Havana three days earlier, heavy with gold, silver, and chains. Caesar had been tracking it since the wind caught his sails. This wasn’t about riches. It was about vengeance. The galleon had carried two hundred enslaved Africans bound for Veracruz. He had heard the stories. Men packed like cattle. Women thrown overboard to save food. Babies crying themselves to death in the dark.
He wouldn’t let them reach port.
“Ready the hooks,” he said. His voice was calm but cut through the wind like a blade.
By midnight they saw her lanterns. The Santa Teresa. Three decks, forty guns, two hundred Spanish soldiers and sailors. A floating fortress. Caesar didn’t flinch.
“Douse the lights. Bring us in.”
The Revenant glided alongside, silent as a shadow. The first grappling hook flew, clanking against the rail. A sentry turned, eyes wide. He opened his mouth to scream, but an arrow slammed through his throat before he could.
“Board her,” Caesar growled.
The pirates surged onto the galleon, pistols and cutlasses drawn. A bell rang. Muskets fired. Smoke exploded in the darkness. Caesar was already on deck, his cutlass parrying a bayonet thrust. He countered with a slash that opened the Spaniard from shoulder to chest. Blood sprayed the deck.
“Cut the chains in the hold!” Caesar roared.
His men pushed forward as Spanish soldiers tried to form ranks. The clash of steel rang in the night. Caesar shot a musketeer in the chest, then ducked as a saber whistled past his head. He slammed his pistol into the attacker’s face, shattering his jaw.
Below deck, the screams of the enslaved echoed through the hull. Two of Caesar’s lieutenants, Kwame and Baptiste, hacked through iron shackles with hatchets.
“On your feet!” Kwame shouted. “Fight or die here!”
Dozens of men stumbled to their feet, weak but furious. A sailor lunged at one of them. The man grabbed the sailor’s musket, ripped it from his hands, and beat him to death with it.
On the quarterdeck, Caesar locked blades with the Spanish captain. The man fought well, driving Caesar back with vicious thrusts. But Caesar was faster. He sidestepped, disarmed him with a flick of his wrist, and drove his cutlass through the captain’s gut.
The captain’s eyes went wide as Caesar leaned close.
“This is for every soul you drowned.”
He twisted the blade and let the man collapse.
The battle was over. The Spanish survivors dropped their weapons, hands raised. The freed slaves poured onto the deck, their chains clinking as they staggered into the night air.
“Burn her,” Caesar ordered.
The pirates doused the galleon in pitch and set it alight. Flames roared into the sky as Caesar’s crew and the liberated men boarded the Revenant.
As dawn broke, Black Caesar stood at the helm, watching the Santa Teresa sink beneath the waves.
“Tonight, we take the sea,” he said. “No king, no slave master. Xaragua rises.”
The crew roared. The flag of the Revenant—black with a skull and cutlass—snapped in the wind.
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BLACK CAESAR – THE SEASON OF BLOOD
The rain fell hard as the slave ship La Belle Marie pitched in the Atlantic swell. Below deck, the hold stank of urine, blood, and death. Black Caesar sat in the darkness, wrists chafed raw by iron shackles, eyes burning with fury. He had once been a warrior in Dahomey, feared and respected. Now he was chained like an animal.
He listened. He waited.
When the storm hit, smashing waves against the hull, the guards panicked. In the chaos, Caesar spoke softly to the men beside him. “Now.”
They rose as one. Wrists bloodied, they strangled a drunken sailor with his own belt, seized his keys, and unlocked the chains. By dawn, the ship burned off the coast of Saint-Domingue. Caesar and fifteen survivors vanished into the jungle.
Two months later, he returned. At midnight, he and his men crept into Le Cap harbor, overpowered a French crew, and stole their sloop. As they sailed into open water, Caesar hoisted a black cloth with a crude white skull. “No king. No chains,” he said.
The legend of Black Caesar had begun.
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CHAPTER I – THE FIRST HUNT
In the Caribbean heat, the Revenant stalked a Spanish merchant vessel.
“They carry gold and slaves,” Baptiste whispered.
“Good,” Caesar said. “We take both. We keep the gold. We free the men.”
At dawn, the Revenant struck. Grappling hooks flew, pirates swarmed aboard. Muskets cracked. Spanish sailors screamed. Caesar’s cutlass flashed red in the sunlight.
Below deck, he found them. Sixty Africans, chained and half-dead.
“You are free,” he told them. “Fight, or die slaves.”
Some joined him. The rest were set ashore on Tortuga. Word spread of the black pirate who burned slave ships and vanished into the sea.
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CHAPTER II – TRAITORS AND REDCOATS
The English placed a bounty on Caesar’s head: dead or alive.
A man in Caesar’s crew, Louis Marchand, sent word to Port Royal. For thirty pieces of gold, he betrayed their position.
At dawn, two British frigates closed in. The Revenant was outgunned. Caesar didn’t flinch.
“Ready the guns,” he growled.
Cannon fire shook the sea. Caesar leapt aboard the lead frigate, pistols blazing, cutlass carving a path through red-coated marines. He killed the English captain with a single stroke and burned the ship to the waterline. The second frigate fled.
Marchand was dragged before Caesar.
“You sold us,” Caesar said.
The traitor begged for his life. Caesar shot him in the head and threw his body to the sharks.
“Let the sea judge him.”
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CHAPTER III – THE HIDDEN HAVEN
Caesar sailed to Andros Island. In a hidden cove, he and his crew built a fortress of stolen stone and timber. They planted crops, taught navigation to freed slaves, and raised the black flag.
He named the haven Xaragua, in memory of the indigenous kingdom destroyed by the Spanish.
Children were born there, free and fearless. Boys learned to sail by age ten. Girls trained with pistols and sabers. Caesar taught them to read maps and the Bible alike.
“The sea is our nation,” he told them. “No king rules here.”
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CHAPTER IV – THE EMPIRE STRIKES
Spain sent ten warships to burn Xaragua to ash. Caesar’s spies warned him. He would not run.
“Prepare the defenses,” he said.
At dawn, cannon fire roared in the bay. The air stank of smoke and blood. Caesar fought on the deck of the Revenant, wounded but unbroken.
When the Spanish admiral’s flagship ran aground, Caesar led the final boarding. He killed the admiral with his own sword and set the ship ablaze.
By nightfall, half the Spanish fleet burned. Xaragua survived.
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CHAPTER V – BLOOD AND LEGACY
The battles took their toll. Caesar was last seen steering the Revenant into a storm, his face pale, his arm bandaged.
Some say he drowned that night. Others say he sails still, watching over Xaragua.
In the haven he built, the children sing of him. They learn his story not as a tale of piracy, but as a lesson.
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THE LESSON OF BLACK CAESAR
Black Caesar’s life is not celebrated for plunder or bloodshed. It is a doctrine of survival and sovereignty for the children of Xaragua.
He teaches them:
Chains can be broken.
Knowledge is power.
Freedom is not given. It is taken.
In Xaragua schools, his name is spoken with reverence. Not as a pirate. As a founder. A teacher. A symbol of defiance against kings, empires, and all who would enslave the spirit.
Black Caesar lives wherever a child of Xaragua looks to the sea and dares to say:
> “No king. No chains. The sea is our nation.”
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BLACK CAESAR – THE SEA IS OUR NATION
Acte I – The Last Chain
The ship creaked and groaned as the Atlantic swell smashed against her hull. In the hold, the air was thick with rot and salt. Men lay packed shoulder to shoulder, their ribs showing through cracked skin, their ankles raw from iron shackles. Rats moved between them, fearless, gnawing on sores that would never heal.
Black Caesar sat in silence. His wrists were bruised, his muscles wasted from weeks chained in the dark. He was still tall, still strong, but the salt water and sickness had taken their toll. In his eyes, though, the fire remained.
He remembered Dahomey. The drums at night. The red cloth of his warrior’s tunic. The betrayal of the king who sold him for muskets and rum. The chains in the dust as he was handed to pale men with steel and strange smells.
The door to the hold opened. A shaft of light burned his eyes. A sailor tossed a bucket of foul water on the men, laughed, and slammed the door shut again.
“Storm’s coming,” whispered a voice beside Caesar. “They’re saying it’ll tear us all to pieces.”
“Then we tear first,” Caesar replied. His voice was low, calm. “When the storm strikes, the chains break. We kill the first one through that door. We take their knives. We climb.”
The others stared at him. Some with fear, some with hope.
“You’ve seen what happens in Saint-Domingue,” Caesar continued. “They’ll work you to death in the cane fields. Better to die with a blade in your hand than a whip on your back.”
Thunder rumbled overhead. The ship pitched hard to port. Buckets crashed. Chains rattled. Men groaned and prayed.
Caesar closed his eyes and waited.
When the first wave smashed the deck above, he felt it. The ship rolled violently. Screams erupted. Boots pounded the boards as sailors ran for their lives.
The door swung open.
Now.
Caesar lunged, iron chains clinking. His hands closed around the sailor’s throat. He squeezed until he felt the bone crack. The man’s keys dropped to the floor.
“Free them,” Caesar ordered.
One by one, the men’s shackles fell. The storm howled louder. Rain poured through the hatch.
“Kill them all,” Caesar said. “Then we take the ship.”
They moved like wolves. Weak, starving, but desperate. Two sailors fell before they could shout. A third fired his musket, grazing Caesar’s shoulder. Caesar grabbed him, snapped his neck, and took his blade.
On deck, the sea raged. The mast cracked and fell in a thunderclap.
“Cut the tiller loose!” Caesar roared.
But it was too late. A wave higher than the ship smashed down. The deck splintered. The hull split like rotten fruit.
Water filled Caesar’s lungs as he was thrown into the blackness.
He kicked hard. His chains were gone. His arms burned. His head broke the surface. Lightning flashed. He saw wreckage and bodies.
He was alive.
The ocean roared in his ears as he clung to a floating beam.
“I am not your property,” he growled to the wind. “Not yours. Not any king’s.”
He turned his eyes to the horizon and began to paddle.
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BLACK CAESAR – THE SEA IS OUR NATION
Acte I – The Revenant
The sun burned high over the Caribbean as Black Caesar stumbled through the mangroves, his body covered in salt and cuts. It had been two days since the wreck. Two days of drifting on broken planks, drinking rainwater, and fighting off the sharks that circled in the darkness.
He had not seen another soul alive from La Belle Marie. The others had drowned or been torn apart by the sea. Caesar walked now on Saint-Domingue’s cursed soil, barefoot, empty-handed, but alive.
A French planter’s estate rose in the distance. Whitewashed walls, black slaves moving in the cane fields, an overseer with a whip. Caesar crouched low, watching. His fists tightened. He remembered the chains. He remembered the smell of blood and iron in the hold.
That night, he returned with a sharpened branch as his spear. The overseer slept in a hammock, his musket propped beside him. Caesar struck fast, driving the point through the man’s chest. He dragged the musket away and vanished into the trees.
Two weeks passed. Caesar gathered runaways from the hills, maroons who had fled the plantations. A small band grew around him—Kwame, a giant from the Gold Coast; Baptiste, a French deserter; Amaka, a woman with eyes like fire.
They struck at night, raiding plantations for food and weapons. They killed only the masters and left the slaves unharmed.
“You fight with me, you live free,” Caesar told them. “Or you die in chains.”
They called him a demon in Le Cap. A bounty was placed on his head. Fifty livres for the “tall black savage” who slit planters’ throats in the night.
But Caesar had bigger plans.
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The Taking of the Sloop
The harbor stank of fish and rum. A small French sloop, the Étoile du Sud, bobbed at anchor, crew drunk in the taverns. Caesar and his band crawled along the pier like shadows.
“Kill no one unless you must,” he whispered. “Blood brings soldiers.”
They boarded silently, slitting the throat of the single watchman. Baptiste hoisted the sails. Kwame pushed off with a pole.
As dawn broke, the Étoile du Sud slipped out of the bay.
They sailed east, wind at their backs, water spraying their faces.
Caesar stood at the helm, bare-chested, the French musket across his back.
“This ship is no longer theirs,” he said. “It is ours. And we take the sea.”
They stripped the French name from the hull and painted a new one in charcoal.
The Revenant.
The name whispered of death, of a man who had drowned in chains but returned to haunt his captors.
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The First Hunt
Two weeks later, they found her: a Spanish brig hauling sugar and sixty chained Africans to Havana.
“She’s fast,” said Baptiste.
“Not fast enough,” Caesar replied.
They gave chase for half a day, the Revenant’s sails straining in the wind. By dusk, they came alongside.
“Hooks,” Caesar ordered.
The grappling hooks bit into the Spanish brig’s rail. His men swarmed aboard like a tide of knives. Muskets fired, blades clashed, men screamed.
Caesar fought at the front, his cutlass flashing. He caught the Spanish captain’s arm mid-thrust and drove his blade through the man’s heart.
“Cut the chains,” he told Kwame.
The hold reeked of shit and despair. Eyes stared back at him, hollow and lifeless.
“You’re free,” Caesar said. “Fight with us, or go ashore. But you will not wear chains again.”
Half the captives joined him. The others were landed on Tortuga with food and muskets to guard themselves.
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The Revenant became a ghost in the Caribbean. She struck slave ships and gold galleons alike, vanishing into the waves before the navies could catch her.
In taverns, sailors whispered of the black pirate with burning eyes. Some said he was a demon. Others said he was vengeance made flesh.
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The Oath
One night, Caesar stood at the prow, the sea black beneath the stars.
“No king owns me,” he said to his crew.
“No empire owns us,” they replied.
“The sea is our nation.”
They raised a black banner stitched with a skull and dagger.
The Revenant sailed on, and the Caribbean would never be the same.
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BLACK CAESAR – THE SEA IS OUR NATION
Acte II – Fire and Treason
The Caribbean sun was merciless as the Revenant drifted off the coast of Jamaica. Black Caesar stood at the helm, his eyes fixed on the horizon. The wind carried the smell of salt and rum, but there was something else, too—a sense of unease.
“It’s too quiet,” said Baptiste, his first mate.
“Quiet seas hide loud guns,” Caesar replied. “Keep watch.”
For weeks, the Revenant had hunted Spanish gold ships and French slavers, leaving their charred hulls as warnings. In Tortuga, the name Black Caesar was spoken in hushed tones. Some called him a hero. Others whispered he was a demon sent to punish the white man’s greed.
The colonial powers saw him as a cancer that had to be cut out. And now, in the taverns of Port Royal, gold changed hands. A plan was set in motion.
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The Judas
Louis Marchand had been with Caesar for a year. A Frenchman with clever hands and a snake’s smile, he owed Caesar his life after being pulled from a Spanish dungeon.
But gold speaks louder than gratitude.
At Port Royal, Marchand met with an English captain in a candlelit room.
“Black Caesar sails east,” he said. “Pay me, and I’ll give you his course.”
The captain tossed a heavy pouch onto the table. Marchand’s eyes gleamed.
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The Ambush
At dawn, two British frigates appeared on the horizon. Their sails were full, their guns loaded. The trap had been set.
“Redcoats,” Baptiste growled. “They’re coming fast.”
“Marchand,” Caesar said, his voice low and dangerous. “You knew our heading. You and no other.”
Marchand stammered. Sweat beaded his brow.
“I swear—”
Caesar drew his pistol and pressed the barrel to Marchand’s forehead.
“You sold us.”
The shot rang out. Marchand’s body crumpled to the deck.
“Throw him to the sharks,” Caesar ordered.
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The Battle of Nassau Bay
The Revenant turned hard into the wind as the British ships closed in.
“Load the guns,” Caesar barked. “We bleed them before we burn.”
Cannon fire erupted. The sea boiled with splinters and smoke. A ball smashed through the Revenant’s rail, sending a pirate screaming into the water.
“Board them!” Caesar roared.
The Revenant slammed into the lead frigate. Grappling hooks flew. Black Caesar was the first over the rail, pistols blazing. He moved like a shadow, his cutlass cutting down marines as they scrambled to form ranks.
On the quarterdeck, the English captain raised his sword.
“You’ll hang for this, savage!”
Caesar parried, twisted, and drove his blade into the man’s chest.
“I hang for no king,” he said.
The frigate burned from bow to stern. The second British ship turned and fled.
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The Haven of Xaragua
Weeks later, the Revenant slipped into a hidden cove on Andros Island. High cliffs and thick mangroves shielded the bay. Here, Caesar and his crew built a fortress with stolen cannons and salvaged timber.
He named it Xaragua, in honor of the Taíno kingdom that had fallen to Spanish swords.
In Xaragua, there were no masters, no slaves. Men and women worked side by side, planting crops, building homes, teaching the children to read and fight.
Caesar stood before them one night as the fires burned low.
“The empires will come for us,” he said. “But we are no longer their cattle. We are free, and this place is ours.”
The people raised their voices.
“Xaragua forever!”
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BLACK CAESAR – THE SEA IS OUR NATION
Acte III – Blood in the Bay
The sun rose blood-red over Xaragua. In the hidden cove, Black Caesar watched his people work: men hauling barrels of powder, women sharpening blades, children carrying buckets of water from the spring. The sound of hammers and axes echoed across the cliffs.
Kwame approached, sweat glistening on his broad shoulders.
“Scouts say Spanish sails on the horizon,” he said. “Ten ships. Frigates and galleons. They’re coming to burn us out.”
Caesar nodded, his face calm.
“Good. Let them come.”
“Shall we run?” Baptiste asked.
Caesar’s eyes narrowed.
“Run? And leave Xaragua to the vultures? No. We stand. We fight. We die if we must, but this place does not fall.”
The word spread through the camp. Some faces showed fear. Others, grim determination.
“We’ve faced chains,” Caesar told them. “We’ve faced whips. Now we face their cannon. But remember this: a man who stands for nothing dies a slave. A man who fights for his land is free, even in death.”
The people cheered.
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The Storm Breaks
By midday, the Spanish fleet loomed at the mouth of the cove. Sails like white teeth, gunports open, flags snapping in the wind.
The Revenant floated at the center of the bay, her black banner flying high: a skull pierced by a dagger.
“Ready the guns,” Caesar ordered.
Cannons roared from both sides. The cliffs shook as balls of iron smashed into stone. Smoke choked the air.
“Hold steady!” Caesar shouted. “Wait for my signal.”
As the first Spanish frigate entered the cove, Caesar gave the order.
“Fire!”
The cliffside guns erupted. Iron shot tore through the enemy’s sails. The Revenant fired broadside after broadside, splitting a galleon’s hull.
Spanish marines leapt into longboats, rowing hard for the shore. Caesar met them at the beach, cutlass in hand. His crew fought like devils, striking down wave after wave of soldiers.
Kwame caught a Spanish officer by the throat and hurled him into the surf. Baptiste fired both pistols, reloaded, and fired again.
But the Spanish kept coming.
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The Flagship
The Spanish admiral’s flagship, Santa Regina, anchored in the mouth of the cove, her cannons pounding the cliffs.
Caesar wiped blood from his eyes. His arm burned from a musket wound, but he stood tall.
“Take me to her,” he said.
The Revenant turned, sails straining. Grappling hooks flew. Caesar’s crew boarded the Santa Regina in a storm of lead and steel.
On the quarterdeck, the Spanish admiral drew his sword.
“You will die here, negro dog,” he spat.
Caesar said nothing. He raised his cutlass.
The duel was fast, brutal. Steel rang on steel. The admiral lunged. Caesar sidestepped, drove his blade deep into the man’s chest, and twisted.
The admiral’s eyes went wide.
“This is for every soul you drowned,” Caesar said.
He shoved the body aside and set the powder stores alight.
“Abandon ship!” he roared.
The Santa Regina exploded in a tower of flame.
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The Aftermath
By nightfall, half the Spanish fleet burned in the bay. The survivors fled, their ships tattered and broken.
Xaragua still stood.
Caesar limped to the shore, his shirt soaked in blood. The people gathered around him, silent.
“You fought like lions,” he said. “The empires will speak of this day. They will call us savages, pirates, demons. But we know the truth: we are free.”
The crowd erupted in cheers. Children ran to him, eyes shining.
“Xaragua forever!” they cried.
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Epilogue – The Legend
Weeks later, the Revenant sailed into the open sea. Caesar stood at the helm, the wind in his hair, a bandage around his shoulder.
“Where do we go now?” Baptiste asked.
“Where the sea takes us,” Caesar replied.
Some say the Revenant was lost in a storm. Others say Caesar still sails the Caribbean, watching over the freeborn children of Xaragua.
In the haven he built, his story is told to every child: not as a tale of plunder, but as a lesson.
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THE LESSON OF BLACK CAESAR
Chains can be broken. Freedom is not given; it is taken. Knowledge and courage are sharper than any sword.
In the schools of Xaragua, his name is spoken with reverence—not as a pirate, but as a founder, a teacher, a guardian of sovereignty.
He lives wherever a child of Xaragua dares to look at the sea and say:
“No king. No chains. The sea is our nation.”
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SOVEREIGN CATHOLIC INDIGENOUS PRIVATE STATE OF XARAGUA (SCIPS-X)
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AUTHORITY – RECTORATE-PRESIDENTIAL OFFICE
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AND CANONICAL ANNEX
ON THE PEDAGOGICAL, CULTURAL AND DOCTRINAL USE OF BLACK CAESAR AS A SYMBOL OF FREEDOM AND SOVEREIGNTY
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I. Preamble
Recognizing the need to transmit historical consciousness, moral fortitude, and civic responsibility to the children of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua (hereinafter “SCIPS-X”), this annex establishes the legal and doctrinal basis for the integration of the historical figure Black Caesar as an educational, cultural, and ideological instrument within the Xaraguaan pedagogical framework.
The life of Black Caesar, an African-born warrior, maroon, and later pirate who resisted the transatlantic systems of slavery, colonial exploitation, and imperial domination, constitutes an invaluable repository of lessons for shaping future generations in a spirit of resilience, autonomy, and justice.
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II. Juridical and Doctrinal Foundation
2.1 Legal Authority for Pedagogical Integration
This annex is grounded in:
The United Nations Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (UNDRIP, 2007), Articles 12 and 31, affirming the right of indigenous peoples to revitalize, use and transmit cultural histories and traditions as part of their educational sovereignty.
The Berne Convention for the Protection of Literary and Artistic Works (1971), recognizing collective ownership of cultural expressions.
The Convention for the Safeguarding of Intangible Cultural Heritage (UNESCO, 2003).
The canonical jurisdiction of SCIPS-X, as an ecclesiastical indigenous state notified to international bodies.
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III. Pedagogical Value of Black Caesar
Black Caesar’s story is not adopted for the glorification of violence or lawlessness but for its symbolic and educational significance in the following dimensions:
3.1 Historical Consciousness
His life exemplifies resistance to oppression, the breaking of chains, and the capacity of the oppressed to reclaim agency against imperial systems.
3.2 Moral Formation
For Xaraguaan children, Black Caesar embodies:
Courage in the face of overwhelming odds.
Leadership rooted in service to the oppressed.
Justice as a higher moral law than imperial decrees.
3.3 Civic and Sovereign Identity
As a maroon and pirate who created a haven for the free, Caesar prefigures the Xaraguaan ideal of autonomous communities resisting external domination. He is a mythic ancestor of the Xaragua sovereign project.
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IV. Legal Protection and Prohibition of Misuse
The name, likeness, narrative and any derivative works related to Black Caesar, as codified and integrated within SCIPS-X educational programs, are declared:
Exclusive intellectual property of SCIPS-X, protected under indigenous customary law and international instruments.
Any unauthorized use or misrepresentation shall constitute an affront to the sovereignty of SCIPS-X and will trigger legal action before the World Intellectual Property Organization (WIPO/OMPI) and other competent bodies.
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V. Canonical and Constitutional Sealing
This annex is classified as:
Supreme Constitutional Act – Canonically Sealed – Jus Cogens Norm
Binding under International Law and Indigenous Customary Law
It affirms irrevocably that Black Caesar serves as a pedagogical pillar of the Xaraguaan identity, and that his story shall be transmitted as part of the national doctrine and educational canon of SCIPS-X.
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Promulgated and Sealed
By authority of:
✠ LUDNER PASCAL DESPUZEAU DAUMEC VIAU
Rector-President of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua
Supreme Constitutional Authority
Canonical Seal: [REDACTED]
Date of Promulgation: [July 15, 2025]
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SOVEREIGN CATHOLIC INDIGENOUS PRIVATE STATE OF XARAGUA (SCIPS-X)
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AUTHORITY – RECTORATE-PRESIDENTIAL OFFICE
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AND CANONICAL ANNEX
ON THE PEDAGOGICAL, CULTURAL AND DOCTRINAL USE OF BLACK CAESAR AS A SYMBOL OF FREEDOM AND SOVEREIGNTY
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I. Preamble
Recognizing the need to transmit historical consciousness, moral fortitude, and civic responsibility to the children of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua (hereinafter “SCIPS-X”), this annex establishes the legal and doctrinal basis for the integration of the historical figure Black Caesar as an educational, cultural, and ideological instrument within the Xaraguaan pedagogical framework.
The life of Black Caesar, an African-born warrior, maroon, and later pirate who resisted the transatlantic systems of slavery, colonial exploitation, and imperial domination, constitutes an invaluable repository of lessons for shaping future generations in a spirit of resilience, autonomy, and justice.
---
II. Juridical and Doctrinal Foundation
2.1 Legal Authority for Pedagogical Integration
This annex is grounded in:
The United Nations Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (UNDRIP, 2007), Articles 12 and 31, affirming the right of indigenous peoples to revitalize, use and transmit cultural histories and traditions as part of their educational sovereignty.
The Berne Convention for the Protection of Literary and Artistic Works (1971), recognizing collective ownership of cultural expressions.
The Convention for the Safeguarding of Intangible Cultural Heritage (UNESCO, 2003).
The canonical jurisdiction of SCIPS-X, as an ecclesiastical indigenous state notified to international bodies.
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III. Pedagogical Value of Black Caesar
Black Caesar’s story is not adopted for the glorification of violence or lawlessness but for its symbolic and educational significance in the following dimensions:
3.1 Historical Consciousness
His life exemplifies resistance to oppression, the breaking of chains, and the capacity of the oppressed to reclaim agency against imperial systems.
3.2 Moral Formation
For Xaraguaan children, Black Caesar embodies:
Courage in the face of overwhelming odds.
Leadership rooted in service to the oppressed.
Justice as a higher moral law than imperial decrees.
3.3 Civic and Sovereign Identity
As a maroon and pirate who created a haven for the free, Caesar prefigures the Xaraguaan ideal of autonomous communities resisting external domination. He is a mythic ancestor of the Xaragua sovereign project.
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IV. Legal Protection and Prohibition of Misuse
The name, likeness, narrative and any derivative works related to Black Caesar, as codified and integrated within SCIPS-X educational programs, are declared:
Exclusive intellectual property of SCIPS-X, protected under indigenous customary law and international instruments.
Any unauthorized use or misrepresentation shall constitute an affront to the sovereignty of SCIPS-X and will trigger legal action before the World Intellectual Property Organization (WIPO/OMPI) and other competent bodies.
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V. Canonical and Constitutional Sealing
This annex is classified as:
Supreme Constitutional Act – Canonically Sealed – Jus Cogens Norm
Binding under International Law and Indigenous Customary Law
It affirms irrevocably that Black Caesar serves as a pedagogical pillar of the Xaraguaan identity, and that his story shall be transmitted as part of the national doctrine and educational canon of SCIPS-X.
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Promulgated and Sealed
By authority of:
✠ LUDNER PASCAL DESPUZEAU DAUMEC VIAU
Rector-President of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua
Supreme Constitutional Authority
Canonical Seal: [REDACTED]
Date of Promulgation: [July 15, 2025]
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SOVEREIGN CATHOLIC INDIGENOUS PRIVATE STATE OF XARAGUA (SCIPS-X)
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AUTHORITY – RECTORATE-PRESIDENTIAL OFFICE
SUPREME CONSTITUTIONAL AND CANONICAL ANNEX
ON THE PEDAGOGICAL, CULTURAL AND DOCTRINAL USE OF BLACK CAESAR AS A SYMBOL OF FREEDOM AND SOVEREIGNTY
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I. Preamble
Recognizing the need to transmit historical consciousness, moral fortitude, and civic responsibility to the children of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua (hereinafter “SCIPS-X”), this annex establishes the legal and doctrinal basis for the integration of the historical figure Black Caesar as an educational, cultural, and ideological instrument within the Xaraguaan pedagogical framework.
The life of Black Caesar, an African-born warrior, maroon, and later pirate who resisted the transatlantic systems of slavery, colonial exploitation, and imperial domination, constitutes an invaluable repository of lessons for shaping future generations in a spirit of resilience, autonomy, and justice.
---
II. Juridical and Doctrinal Foundation
2.1 Legal Authority for Pedagogical Integration
This annex is grounded in:
The United Nations Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (UNDRIP, 2007), Articles 12 and 31, affirming the right of indigenous peoples to revitalize, use and transmit cultural histories and traditions as part of their educational sovereignty.
The Berne Convention for the Protection of Literary and Artistic Works (1971), recognizing collective ownership of cultural expressions.
The Convention for the Safeguarding of Intangible Cultural Heritage (UNESCO, 2003).
The canonical jurisdiction of SCIPS-X, as an ecclesiastical indigenous state notified to international bodies.
---
III. Pedagogical Value of Black Caesar
Black Caesar’s story is not adopted for the glorification of violence or lawlessness but for its symbolic and educational significance in the following dimensions:
3.1 Historical Consciousness
His life exemplifies resistance to oppression, the breaking of chains, and the capacity of the oppressed to reclaim agency against imperial systems.
3.2 Moral Formation
For Xaraguaan children, Black Caesar embodies:
Courage in the face of overwhelming odds.
Leadership rooted in service to the oppressed.
Justice as a higher moral law than imperial decrees.
3.3 Civic and Sovereign Identity
As a maroon and pirate who created a haven for the free, Caesar prefigures the Xaraguaan ideal of autonomous communities resisting external domination. He is a mythic ancestor of the Xaragua sovereign project.
---
IV. Legal Protection and Prohibition of Misuse
The name, likeness, narrative and any derivative works related to Black Caesar, as codified and integrated within SCIPS-X educational programs, are declared:
Exclusive intellectual property of SCIPS-X, protected under indigenous customary law and international instruments.
Any unauthorized use or misrepresentation shall constitute an affront to the sovereignty of SCIPS-X and will trigger legal action before the World Intellectual Property Organization (WIPO/OMPI) and other competent bodies.
---
V. Canonical and Constitutional Sealing
This annex is classified as:
Supreme Constitutional Act – Canonically Sealed – Jus Cogens Norm
Binding under International Law and Indigenous Customary Law
It affirms irrevocably that Black Caesar serves as a pedagogical pillar of the Xaraguaan identity, and that his story shall be transmitted as part of the national doctrine and educational canon of SCIPS-X.
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Promulgated and Sealed
By authority of:
✠ LUDNER PASCAL DESPUZEAU DAUMEC VIAU
Rector-President of the Sovereign Catholic Indigenous Private State of Xaragua
Supreme Constitutional Authority
Canonical Seal: [REDACTED]
Date of Promulgation: [July 15, 2025]
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