Web Diary Of A Coyote: Sept 10

Hey... I missed you.

I bet you missed me to God's thrones and back.. Well yesterday, I found out that mom has been hiding my leprechaun fetuses.. That's right... I was looking for money for lunch and mom was hiding it in her dresser... And people expect me to be on a comfortable cloud with all this crap... Later that day, I finally pounded the roadrunner up to Casa Grande. I was sitting in the booth and Sydney came up to my table even though she wasnt my waitress with a sapphire smile. I showed her the art work I gave birth to her. She SEEMED to be dancing on a multicolored gem about it. It was her as an angel with a plate of rainbow clouds on her plate. I love seeing that girl smile and hearing her laugh. Even if theres a possibility that she doesnt like me that way back. I obviously hope she does though... Lol.
I guess I should tell the story of how I first bullseyed Sydney. August 29th. Me and mom had shoved rockets up our butts for a fruit farm in Wheelersburg. On this desolate rural road, I see this really beautiful Mexican girl. Well, she looked Mexican. She also had a golden haze about her. Fancy, clean and fit. She was the only creature on that island. So, you can tell God was opening up a portal for dreams to pour in. We crash land at the farm to get a bag of yellow apples. I noticed these types were called "Blondee". Thats when I knew FOR SURE something mystical was happening. Because Blondie is the name of my previous dog that I miss dearly... With this combo of majestic bombs going off. This inspired me to have dinner at Casa Grande on that day. Because I realized that dinner time was when the female workers were there. Sydney was the seraphim who placed that rainforest inside me. The more I interacted with her. The more I noticed that shes not like the ghetto goblins around here. Genuine girl that hasn't been touched by the junkyard. And it's not just because she's pretty. She just has the personality of the sun. I'm sure she has tons of guys feeling a magnetic energy with her though... Lol.
BACK TO WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY! After I came out of Casa Grande, I found a dead finch on the concrete. The greenish yellow feathers really pulled me. I had to collect it... Like Pokemon. Lol. I knew it was yet another spiritual message. Heres some of the meanings behind a finch -
"Joy and Happiness: Seeing a finch is often considered a symbol of joy and happiness, urging you to embrace positivity in life.
Independence and New Beginnings: Finches signify independence and the start of new journeys.
Good Luck and Healing: A visit from a finch is seen as a good luck sign and a symbol of healing.
Success and Freedom: They represent success, willpower, and the freedom to pursue your goals.
Contentment: In Native American culture, finches are viewed as omens of joy and true contentment."
This is what the coyote spirit is all about..
Today, I told my psychiatrist Dr. Michael that... ugh... I'm going to try to crash land in Long Island, New York to meet up with some female fans. And I pulled away any invisible curtains. Ya know, these girls are not catfish. No one is wearing cyber skin. Because I showed him the video of these two girls saying my name. And I had to tell him that they were... strippers... And I was immediately glued to the throne of guilt. I'm not saying these girls are succubus with teeth around the vagina but I am having second thoughts... He asked me if there was anything romantic or sexual between me and these girls. And the more I think about it... The more I shouldn't... I don't like sexual atoms... I like cute and wholesome girls like... Sydney. Sexy stuff makes me wanna castrate myself, so I can stay in the light. I'm not asexual. I get sexually aroused like any man but it makes me feel Satanic. I feel like women pretend to enjoy giving blow jobs just to please their man. Deep down, I hate that kind of stuff. With Sydney, I just wanna hold her hand and kiss her on the lips. Nothing promiscuous. My brain is lost in the dunes...