God put me on a train once. And I knew it was God, because the train taught me a lesson.
There was a cute girl waiting for the train beside me. There always is. In my head I had been conditioned not to say hi. I didn't feel I was good enough, or that she wanted me to. I got on the train after her. She took a table seat and I could have sat opposite her. The carriage was empty so I thought I would take my own separate table seat and not disturb her. Soon we arrived at the first stop.
An older drunken guy, his friend, and a woman got on. There were still plenty of seats in the train. They proceeded to take up the three seats around the table of this girl and talk to her. She politely obliged but her voice was not so assured. They continued to find out about her life and tell her how she was living it wrong - how she needed to leave her struggling boyfriend and look after herself and be more like them - but she was clearly more attractive than them despite their life lessons.
Essentially they ganged up on her to invalidate her and please their own reality. However, what would I know? I was just a man on a train who God was showing intuitive subconscious lessons to during a full moon in my ascendant...
Not only did I miss an opportunity by not taking a personal risk, I actually caused multiple unforeseen problems by negating my natural higher self. Not only was it not wrong to serve myself first, it became vital. My life had a higher purpose and I was genuinely the best man in every situation to execute that. I was not saving myself by putting myself first. I was saving humanity from the shit that happens when I'm not around.
