>Just remember, it was the Jews then, and it's the Jews now.
You're falling for the psyop…
>Just remember, it was the Jews then, and it's the Jews now.
You're falling for the psyop…
nothing new
"What happened at the crossroads: Blues legend Robert Johnson and his deal with the Devil"
"By now, many will have come across the term “Faustian pact,” a term that refers to a bargain in which an individual trades in his integrity and soul for personal gain, or essentially selling “what someone is” for what someone wishes to become.
Аccording to a well-known German legend of the 16th century, Dr. Faustus, аn esteemed scientist, traded in his moral values and spiritual self to meet his cravings for higher knowledge and power. Goethe in his tragic play, Faust, took another approach and by inverting the legend, presented a scenario where there is not a bargain but a wager between the scientist who lost all meaning in his life and Mephistopheles (Mephisto), the Devil himself, who promises to provide him with meaning on the condition that when he succeeds, he then agrees to forever be his servant.
No matter the approach, the core of the story inherently remains: man strikes a deal, depriving himself of a future with the sublime gift of free will in it, to make the future he yearns for, his present. There are countless scenarios of individuals we know, knew, or merely mentioned in history, who instead of building a “whatever it takes” road toward their dreams and desires, willingly chose the “no matter the cost” shortcut to reach their goals, thus skipping the walk on that road altogether. For “God help us—art is long, and life so short” –Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Faust. A Tragedy.
Aside from the Nick Caves, the David Bowies, the Patti Smiths, and the Björks in this world, who walked the road they’ve built for themselves, many who were tempted enough have surrendered to cutting corners, and by chasing fame and riches, in a sense, they made a so-called “deal with the devil.”
The story takes us to the 1930s and the Deep South. Legend has it that Robert Johnson, the King of the Delta Blues and the very first rock star, did just such a thing. As a young man from Mississippi, aspiring to be humanity’s greatest ever guitar player, and desperate because he didn’t feel he was even close, Johnson apparently met Satan at a crossroad where he offered his soul in exchange for extraordinary talent, and ultimately an exit from his pitiful life."
https://www.thevintagenews.com/2018/01/20/crossroads-robert-johnson/
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