@jesse.s.bean Credit: Paul Harvey • A prediction of our world from 1965. 😱👀 "If I were the Devil" This is what I would do. 🎧🔈 #reaction #Christiantok #jesuslovesyou #mindblown #biblicaltruth ♬ drowning (edit) – Antent & vowl.
If I were the devil… oh man, wouldn’t the world be an ENTIRELY different battleground? I’ll tell you straight up—Paul Harvey had the insight; the man was Nostradamus in a suit, predicting the chaos we’re soaked in now. But let’s rev this up, slay motivation style.
If I were the devil, I wouldn’t even need to wear Prada to wreak havoc, because, honestly, mediocrity is the new black, and it’s selling out. I would capitalize on LAZINESS, the ultimate sin of modern man. Why? Because a sluggish soul is a controllable soul. I’d make damn sure everyone’s glued to their screens, gorging on the fast food of entertainment until their brains become as soft as their bellies.
Let’s get real: I’d turn self-improvement into a dirty phrase, something to be sneered at. I’d laugh as people scroll endlessly, thinking a ‘like’ equals a life well-lived. Success? It comes from hard work—blood, sweat, tears, and then some. But no, if I were the devil, I’d flip the script. I’d preach that success is a lottery, that hard work’s for chumps, and that everyone’s a victim except the true villains—and the real villains are the ones selling this poison.
And the devil loves a good echo chamber. Every idea you don’t like? Ban it! Every voice that rattles your cage? Cancel it! Discourse and debate are the gymnasiums of the mind, but if I were Beelzebub, I’d turn society into an intellectual wasteland, where the only exercise people get is jumping to conclusions.
I would take fathers out of homes, dismantle the family unit piece by piece until it’s just a faded relic in history’s museum. Why? Because the family is the factory where leaders are forged, and without leadership, what are you left with? Sheep. And trust me, sheep are easy to herd, right off a cliff if need be.
Education? Ha! I’d peddle agendas instead of facts, sensations instead of skills. I’d call it “progress,” while nurturing generations of minds so open and WOKE, their brains might as well fall out.
Health? Forget about it. The real devil doesn’t need to curse you with disease, he just has to offer you endless sugar and screens, the twin pillars of decay, and you’ll line up to buy your own chains.
Finally, I would make everything about feelings and nothing about facts. Why wage a war with weapons when you can crumble a civilization with emotional fragility? Turn the defiant into the compliant with a heavy dose of outrage and a sprinkle of entitlement.
Now, take a good look around because if I were the devil, I’d just put up my feet and watch the show. But I’m not the devil. SLAY MOTIVATION. CONCIERGE, and I don’t play that game.
So what are you going to do? The devil doesn’t need to come down to Georgia. He’s already here and he’s cashing in. The antidote isn’t an exorcism; it’s a combination of hustle, truth, and never letting your spirit be tamed. Time to wake up, armor up, and show the devil he picked the wrong fight.
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If I were the devil, I wouldn’t even need to wear Prada to wreak havoc, because, honestly, mediocrity is the new black, and it’s selling out. I would capitalize on LAZINESS, the ultimate sin of modern man. Why? Because a sluggish soul is a controllable soul. I'd make damn sure everyone's glued to their screens, gorging on the fast food of entertainment until their brains become as soft as their bellies.
