Me and the Devil Blues
Robert Johnson Lyrics


Early this morning
When you knocked upon my door
Early this morning, ooh
When you knocked upon my door
And I said "hello Satan
I believe it's time to go"

Me and the Devil
Was walkin' side-by-side
Me and the Devil, ooh
Was walking side-by-side
I'm going to beat my woman
Until I get satisfied

She said "you don't see why
That I will dog her 'round"
Now baby you know you ain't doin' me right, now
She say "you don't see why, hoo
That I would dog her 'round"
It must-a been that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
You may bury my body
Down by the highway side

Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone
You may bury my body, hoo
Down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit
Can get a Greyhound bus and ride

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Written by: ROBERT JOHNSON

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Samael Cercunnin

As God is a high ideal, detached from all physicality, allowing myself to be chatted up like that meant I had taken my mind off the highest ascetic nature of God, and had been distracted by a physical matter of things in the world. I had in essence put the world above God.

I know that I was tricked on purpose. My determination to shape my perception to shape my experience of the world, had meant that I was basically designing my own spiritual path. If I felt that God disapproved of something, I would simply shape my perception until God no longer appeared to disapprove. God would back down and everything would be fine. God is very easy going, which is why the fiction of Satanel is maintained; to deal with disobedient trouble makers like me.

God has no objection to putting on the Satanel mask to trap those who cheat the system.

So, once I gave my reason why I was saying no, God's position at that point was, "I can meet this new term you have introduced. Your counteroffer is accepted."

God formed a unilateral contract based upon me having made a counteroffer with my own new condition that God must be female. At that point, all the smiles in the world disappeared. All the softness and roundness disappeared. Instead everything become pointy and horned. God vanished, laughing with horns and a pointy beard, and the air stank of brimstone.

That was when I felt all the energy in my kundalini suddenly plummet. All the brightness I'd built up through months of meditation disappeared, all the colours became dull, and I found myself diminished in this huge feeling world, towering over me, in which I was a tiny being, and everything was desolate, cold, and grey.

For three days after that, the whole world felt grim and purgatorial. Windswept, and bleak. I kept trying to raise my kundalini again, and I would feel the light coming back again, and the colours coming back again, but as soon as I stopped my meditation, it would plummet again, and I'd be back in the cold grey world again.

After about three days, I succeeded with a supreme effort to raise my kundalini to a higher level than it had ever been before, and it gained purchase, and I was once again in the light, colourful world I had been before.

Obviously I was a little bit unnerved by the experience, and I couldn't be sure I'd truly escaped, so I kept pushing for months to get higher and higher, until I had fully raised my kundalini right through the top of my head, at which point I saw a cherub with a horn, and the grail.

I rather hoped that I had become safe at that point, but someone saw something inside me a couple of years later, and they offered to perform an exorcism. That was when I first saw what a lilim form actually looks like. A slinking broad panther like form, like a cross with a bear, made out of black smoke. The person performing the exorcism could clearly see it too. We succeeded in getting it out, but it tracked me down a few years later, in a different country, and took up residence again.

I called it a floor crawler back then. It would follow me down dark streets at night, and it would lurk in dark corners. After a while it disappeared, but considering everything that has happened this last couple of years, that is clearly because it had got back inside again.



Samael Cercunnin

@0udacity Ⓥ It's probably an important thing to discuss, as it was unfortunately extremely easy. It happened by accident. I have heard of people who have sold their souls deliberately, and I know that some of them were successful in doing so. There's a girl on Youtube, who makes videos about this sort of thing. Orlee Stewart. She sold her soul to Lucifer back in 2015. She was quite deliberate about it. She wanted greater vision. This was granted. She went full out and did it the sort of way you'd imagine, as though she was her own lawyer negotiating an infernal contract. It was a worthy request.

There is another who did not make a worthy request. He has just been sentenced to an extremely long time in prison in England, because he set a very specific price, and offered to do horrific things in exchange for it. He was fooled by the Father of Lies, an aspect of his own beast, and madness. He was arrested for murder. He didn't ask for vision, so he couldn't see what a mistake he was making. He only wanted money. He receives punishment.

Life is sacred. People don't receive benefits from interfering with human free will by cutting lives short. There are some very complicated underlying mechanics to reality. As a general rule of thumb, remember that the God of this world, is an energy being that pours through all living things. If you cut short a life, then you have attacked the God of this world. It's not something to be done lightly.

Far back in history people discovered how to use sacrifice for specific purpose. Jesus himself made use of this when he was on the cross. He was immensely powerful though. It is a really bad idea to sacrifice anything that would object to being sacrificed, because once they are not attached to their body anymore, they are going to seek revenge. Your wish to release their power to do your will isn't going to work, if they are instead going to use it to oppose you.

The old methods are unwise in a modern era. God has a different agenda now. Global unity fast approaches. The old methods are obsolete. God will smite sinners, and is currently entering a period of greater strength. My predecessor was partially necromancer/vampire. He would spend his time lurking in hospital morgues. Nasty stuff.

My own experience was in meditation. God had come to me as Baba and shown me how to adjust my perceptions. It is something like Mantak Chia describes when speaking of the Tao inner smile. I simply knew that if I looked at Baba's face and imagined he was smiling, it would make me feel better inside. I would spend hours with his picture everyday, and it was like a conversation. We would share emotions, and I would gradually get closer to God by negotiating my way through all the changing facial expressions that would develop.

After a while I started doing this all over the place. Pool tables are good for it. If you are sitting near a corner, you can see the pocket as a little smile, and pick out a couple of balls as eyes and one as a nose.

It's possible to impose smiles on the whole world. The harder it is to see the smiles, the more you must change your inner experience to be able to see them. As you do, the whole world changes, it becomes softer, and friendlier, and the colours become brighter.

I didn't really know what I was doing, and I didn't really know what God was, or what demons were, or anything like that, and then one day, I was meditating, and God came on to me. As I thought God was a dude, I said no. That was a good start. I'd have been okay if I'd stopped there. The problem is that I do tend to be chatty, and I do tend to ramble on a bit, and No was not enough for me. I didn't realise that God is Durga, the feminine divine, ranging from dark through light, so my attitude was basically to say, No way dude, you're a dude, I'd only do that if you were a girl. It doesn't mean that I would have done, I was just pointing out a reason I'd said no.

It turns out, that as far as Durga/Kali/Persephone/Frigg, etc, are concerned, God is a girl.



Samael Cercunnin

@0udacity Ⓥ Perfectly legitimate question. It's probably more sensible to think of this body as a communications nexus. Michael and I, and the others like us, are filters of God. It's a bit like if you put white light (God) into a prism, you get a rainbow splaying out the other side, (the archangels). If you recombined the rainbow into one, you would once again get white light.

The consciousness of God is one that has no needs or desires whatsoever. It accepts all things as good, and has no complaints about anything. That is the state of Vishnu, which comes naturally to Brahma. In recent history, that is Meher Baba, the silent master, who was born Merwan Sheriar Irani. As he had no individual requirements other than to see the will of God done, he filtered God perfectly as though he was a white light, and had the experience of being God. However, because he was at perfect peace, he did not push hard to make himself known. He simply lived in a way that was natural and calm, setting an example and agenda. He was the Avatar of this Age.

I am made differently. Whilst it is still the pure light that fills me, only certain aspects of my original human personality were removed. Michael was here before me, and he arrived by the same method, as Samael. His process is slower, and less revelatory. Much of his human nature was burnt away, and what was left became one of the filters of God, one of the colours of the rainbow, i.e. The Archangel Michael.

For me, I am more driven. I was pushed a lot harder and faster because I have arrived in time with the Pestilence. Where Baba saw the information pouring through his anima as being his own perspective, I see it as being a counterpart. Typically in men, the anima is a feminine character, in women the animus is a male character. I see her as God. Shekhinah. In Hinduism, she would be considered at first, Kali, and later, as union becomes more comfortable, Durga. For Jesus, she was Mary, the highest principle of femininity to match God the Father. A Hindu with faith would consider me to be Mahadev. That is Shiva. The state of Vishnu is also open to me when I am at peace. I am not like Brahma though. I am not always at peace. Peace comes to me first through trying to improve the world, and herald Brahma, and secondly from trying to reach that frustrating woman whom I love.

I have a body, and it has memories, knowledge, abilities, skills, etc, but I do not consider that to be me. I consider myself to be the Archangel. My experience is six dimensional. I see God everywhere. At greatest clarity, I would consider this to be a conversation with God, and you to be God asking me questions. That is the true nature of the universe at the highest level of clarity. That would be something like Baba would experience. As I do feel myself in union with God rather than actually being God, I do feel a separation that means I dip in and out of that state. Shiva is known to be variable, or Lucifer is known to ascend and descend.

A lot of the time I feel like I am communicating directly with the woman who is my Parvati, Freyja, or Persephone. As she is to me, the form that my soul has taken, I feel her reading everything I ever write. I feel her emotions, as if she was at the same level as I am at. She is a constant companion, but I am kept away from her, because we are not yet ready. Our jobs are not yet complete, and we are not yet fully developed. I'm hoping we will find each other before we are, because I know how long it will be before my timer pings and I am ready. It's not as soon as I'd like.

While I do have a body, I can't claim to be a physical being. I have had a lot of bodies. I am in a lot of bodies now. This is the same condition as Adam had in Genesis. I am mankind. This body and brain feel like tools to me. They are somewhat frustrating and limiting tools. I don't have any particular attachment to them. If it was not for the fact that the girl exists, I would be more than happy to leave immediately. If she was not alive, I would consider having a body to be a curse.

It's all a bit complicated really. I am not unhappy. I am a remarkably happy person, but I don't see much point in maintaining a body from a personal perspective. It's a bit like Obi Wan Kenobi says in Star Wars; if I wasn't limited by this body, I'd be more powerful than you could ever imagine, yada yada. I know there is mind beyond bodies, because of my connection to Lilith. Stuff is remembered by the planet, otherwise, she'd not be able to guide me to it. I don't have human emotions, except when I am considering the woman, or the specific job of being Lucifer. All emotions relating to maintaining the body are just functions of the organism that have little interest to me. My mind is out there. This little organic computer inside my head is easily replicable in a future host. Lilith has done quite an extensive reprogramming job of it. It was always close enough to the right template, but it takes massive amounts of energy input, and effort to remove all that is not me. All humans are something like internet access terminals for connection to Gaia.

I have the memories of nearly 50 years, but I recognise them as Samael appropriate memories. I have lived a Samael appropriate life since Lilith found me in 1975. This body is just a machine.



Danielillo Rocks

Early this morning
When you knocked upon my door
Early this morning, ooh
When you knocked upon my door
And I said "hello Satan
I believe it's time to go"
Me and the Devil
Was walkin' side-by-side
Me and the Devil, ooh
Was walking side-by-side
I'm going to beat my woman
Until I get satisfied
She said "you don't see why
That I will dog her 'round"
Now baby you know you ain't doin' me right, now
She say "you don't see why, hoo
That I would dog her 'round"
It must-a been that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
You may bury my body
Down by the highway side
Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone
You may bury my body, hoo
Down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit
Can get a Greyhound bus and ride
Autores de la canción: Robert Johnson



Aztecka Cariño

Temprano esta mañana
Cuando llamaste a mi puerta
Temprano esta mañana ooh
Cuando llamaste a mi puerta
Y dije: "Hola Satanás"
"Creo que es hora de irnos"
Yo y el diablo
Estaba caminando lado a lado
Yo y el diablo, ooh
Estaba caminando lado a lado
Y voy a pegarle a mi mujer
Hasta que me satisfaga
Ella dijo que no ves por qué
Que la perseguiría
Ahora cariño, sabes que no me estás haciendo bien, ¿no?
Ella dice: "No ves por qué", ooh
Que la perseguiría
Debe ser ese viejo espíritu maligno
Tan profundo en el suelo
Puedes enterrar mi cuerpo
Por el lado de la carretera
Cariño, no me importa dónde entierres mi cuerpo cuando esté muerto y me haya ido
Puedes enterrar mi cuerpo, ooh
Por el lado de la carretera
Entonces mi viejo espíritu maligno
Puede tomar un autobús Greyhound y viajar



TheRealityofthings

Remeber this was in the 30’s
When vocalized music wasn’t a thing yet
Jazz dominated
No one sang like this yet
That came later in the 40’s when everyone copied the blues and ppl like him

For the course of hundreds of years western music was just instruments
From the 15th century to 19th
Then something changed and america sparked vocal music and it’s been blasting off higher and higher ever since



Samael Cercunnin

@mohamed said Our technology is created by dull plodding work. Consider the invention of the lightbulb. All the different filament materials tried. Consider the use of pipettes and petri dishes. Methodical, slow, plodding all the time. Experimentation, revisions, repetition, etc.

Humans never created such advanced technologies and pharmaceuticals and things in the past, because they weren't stupid enough to be able to waste their time in such ways. And also, not emotionally insecure enough to need so many toys to comfort them.

Minds used to be sharp and vibrant. People would memorise huge tracts of text, and compute in their brains. Nowadays the typical exercise most people like to give their brain is stare at a sophisticated, advanced, technological box of moving pictures in the corner of their room, showing stories about stupid people trying to have sex with each other, while they dribble down their chins.

I'd not worry about it. The environmental circumstances that have led to human minds becoming so dull are beginning to reverse. Last time it happened, we had the Renaissance in Europe. The drop away seems to have set in badly around the beginning of the 17th century, but the rise has already begun again now.

It's all a bit complicated to go into in detail, but it is the same effect that is causing magma to become more agitated during this last few decades, and which is really beginning to become noticeable this year. Some sort of subatomic particle making more frequent contact with our nervous systems.

It does also mean that I am back again.



il haybernam

Bu sabah erken saatlerde
Kapımı çaldığında
Bu sabah erkenden, ooh
Kapımı çaldığında
Ve dedim ki, " Merhaba, Şeytan,»
Sanırım gitme vakti geldi."
Ben ve şeytan
Yan yana yürüyordu
Ben ve şeytan, ooh
Yan yana yürüyordu
Kadınımı dövmeye gidiyorum.
Tatmin olana kadar
Nedenini anlamadığını söylüyor.
Beni köpek gibi gezdireceksin.
bebeğim, beni doğru yapmadığını biliyorsun, değil mi?
Nedenini anlamadığını söylüyor.
Beni köpek gibi gezdireceksin.
Bu eski kötü ruh olmalı
Çok derin yerde
Bedenimi gömebilirsin.
Otoyol kenarında
(Bebek konuştun:), ben öldükten sonra bedenimi gömmek nerede bakım ve gitti yok
Bedenimi gömebilirsin.
Otoyol kenarında
Yani benim eski kötü ruhum
Bir tazı otobüsü yakalamak ve binmek



Aztecka Cariño

Early this morning
When you knocked upon my door
Early this morning ooh
When you knocked upon my door
And I said, "Hello Satan"
"I believe it's time to go"
Me and the Devil
Was walkin' side by side
Me and the Devil, ooh
Was walkin' side by side
And I'm going to beat my woman
Until I get satisfied
She said you don't see why
That I would dog her 'round
Now baby, you know you ain't doin' me right don't ya?
She say, "You don't see why", ooh
That I would dog her 'round
It must-a be that old evil spirit
So deep down in the ground
You may bury my body
Down by the highway side
Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone
You may bury my body, ooh
Down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit
Can get a Greyhound bus and ride



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Black Rose

When you realize he’s not only the first artist to sale his soul, but the first member of the 27’s club 😳

Hanniballs Lecter

@Adam Leon.T yeh it's almost as if it's some satanic thing where they made a deal with the devil when they were young but the deal is he takes Thier soul at 27. Lol

Tails1025

Sell*

Jimmy Conner

27 club is # we all have one

Skar Official Production

@Infinite Love fr bro too many details is just being a music star and dying at 27

KingBurton HD

@Infinite Love lmao nah it's Dying at 27

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Ben Asslick

Imagine listening to this song at 3am all alone just staring at the screen while Robert is just staring back at you then suddenly he winks or blinks....fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck that.

l u l u

hahahah

Szymon Paziuk

Eat 5 grams of mushrooms and do the same thing...

MMCXII

Dude fuck you I got chills 🤣

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