Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - October 13, 2022

Web Journal Of Red Pill Coyote - October 13, 2022

A Story by Red Pill Coyote

A laser blast got me in the hair and it improved by a mile.. Yup... Back at the New Boston Library. Today has been wet concrete.. I just took Meadow for a couple doggy walks, helped mom with the groceries, and ate that snake skin that it shed off... Alessandra is at work. So, I'd really like to puke about the visions I've been having these past couple of weeks. I'm just going to copy and paste my FB post about it on here..
So, I had a vision the other day that they created a very LESHY based LAZY RIVER over at Millbrook Park in New Boston, Ohio. And I saw a magical rainbow alter behind the end of it and it produced a unicorn goat hybrid. Watch out, guys.. It was like an artificial paradise created by a very flamboyant Lucifer! Perhaps symbolism for the one horn could be a ONE WORLD GOVERNMENT for the reptilian elite is coming on FULL THROTTLE in the horizon.. Sorry if you guys are tired of me telling you my visions... Feel free to tell me if you don't wanna hear any more...
Daniel 8: "In the third year of Belshazzar, king of Babylon, Daniel in a vision sees himself in Susa, which is in Elam, in modern-day western Iran. In his vision he sees a ram with two horns, one greater than the other; the ram charges to the west, north and south, and no other beast can stand against it. Daniel then sees a male goat with a single horn come from the west without touching the ground; it strikes the ram and destroys it. At the height of his power the goat's horn is broken and in its place four horns grow.[Daniel 8:5�"8] One of the horns is small but grows great and prospers in everything it does, throwing stars down to the earth, stopping the daily sacrifice, destroying the sanctuary and throwing truth to the ground.[Daniel 8:9�"12] Daniel is told the vision will be fulfilled in 2,300 evenings and mornings, when the sanctuary will be cleansed.[Dan. 8:13�"14] The angel Gabriel appears and tells Daniel that this is a vision about the time of the end."

Something about this journal series that makes me slide down the pulse lane is that I'm scared of repeating myself due to a little bit of memory lane damage... I wanna talk about something and I'm not sure if I've mentioned it before... If I have, please forgive me. I just can't fully remember. Last night, I was talking with Alessandra about my childhood.. Specifically, I told her that I should show her where my grandparents used to live. Now, they've all had a date with the Grim Reaper. Waiting for God and Jesus to come back to raise the dead.. But I REALLY miss my grandpa Earl. I remember he had a really small trailer in the back of my grandma's apartment yard. I used to climb in there and we'd watch the Three Stooges and me and him would go ride on his tractor through out Millbrook Ave. And around 1996 or 97, he got me a pet baby duck named Melvin. There's even photos of me, Melvin and my papa Earl together. I know everyone liked talking about what a huge redneck Earl was but he was still an angel in a humanoid costume. I remember since he had no teeth, he would call me "Cokey", instead.. Hahaha... Any time I think about him, my face rains a bit... He died in 2007, I think. I never got to say good bye to him because I didn't know he died until later on... Brain is lost in the dunes with the flying saucers of Egypt... I'm a vacant cottage

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I'm here to eat roadkill like a scavenger and fight Satanic Pedophiles like an Anti-Villain or Anti-Hero.. I guess I can be seen as either one... And I'm all out of roadkill... But I'm mostly a misund.. more..

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