Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - November 19, 2022

THE HEEL OF NOTHING HAS STOMPED ME INTO OBLIVION! Heyyy... Not a whole lot has been happening... except a few days ago, my girlfriend Sandra got hypnotized by a cult... The reptilians that own God The Mother Church in Tennessee... yup... She actually believed that some random Asian woman in a pink business suit was a god... That's what happens when you really lack a force field around the frontal lobe.. I mean I really am riding on a griffin to cut the chains.. It's all about God and Jesus. All three, me, my mom and my dad gave her the sincere red pill. This Zahng Gil-Jah is nothing more than a Wiccan witch, a heretic, a false prophet and chop sticks Jim Jones. I made a video giving birth to God's light about this cult on FB and YouTube. Not only did I expose that Church but Cracked.com as well.
Anyways... I also saw my psychiatric nurse on the 15th.. Entering into SOMC is like entering into a Post Apostolic comedy film. Everybody's got their mask on and s**t. Except for me.. I even told Cindy while I was up there that I loved having Covid-19. Felt like a new born swimming in an interdimensional bubble.
As for videos, I just urinated into an ice box filled with Jack Frost water and dived into it. And just about 45 minutes ago, I threw one of Meadow's dog turds at the ceiling fan. S**t hit the fan.. Although, it'll PROBABLY be a Zaratan bridge before I upload. My internet pal Edie told me that the gremlins have manipulated the algorithm. And that's why some of our posts aren't going onto a high mountain. I'm not going to be uploading s**t and no one react to my damn posts. That s**t ain't going to happen. Not any more at least.. hahaha... I'll be making a segment about the Dobhar-Chu being an otter sea dragon hybrid and its just left in the f*****g desert.
This morning, I had several visions. I had a vision of a cat and a dog at the Scioto County fair with humanoid voices. They were firing the projectiles at each other over unicorns and centaurs. Why not throw in the hippocampus? In the next vision, I was at an orange haze restaurant. And apparently Jesus was the cook there. And he fixed me some sort of burger. The waitress delivers it and there's a photograph on the patty. I wasn't diamond clear what it was but the vision ended..
Anyways, I'm probably going to go walk somewhere for dinner tonight... Maybe Jaycee is over at Casa Grande... Just a reminder, boys and girls. You can't control what creatures send you through messenger..