How to Become a Self

  Ross Kelly

       So, as I picked up a chicken burger, I was confronted with some guy who wanted to pull though my space to get out of the half circle line. It was obvious in retrospection that the path was blocked my his allies who wanted to see him in some sort of fight.

       When I flipped him off, and mouthed “fuck you,” it was clear that he got out of the car right away. I waited for a second without hesitation, then I got out of the car as well. At the same time, I got the attendant at the McDonalds to give me my chicken burger after only ordering once at the menu, driving through after he played dumb as if he didn’t hear my order over the radio. None the less, I got my burger and change after talking to the guy, convincing himself and almost myself at the moment that I was about to move for him. Then I realized that he can fuck around on his own time, and completed the transaction with my change and burger, then drove away, stopping at the stop sign then continuing as he turned drove out another way.

       Before hand, while waiting in line to get my food, the people inside wished two wishes against me, and at the cost of making the universe a less peaceful place, lost their ability to talk and communicate with God directly with the power of foresight and fairness.

       Also, later, I convinced everyone in the United States, and even more to give up their connection with God as well. One trial which doesn’t work seems fair, but I almost wish that one wish is too much.

       Anyway, I continued my way through the street and turned myself into an illusion of perception. All I know, but excepting a few, have turned their backs on me at one point in their lives. All I can do now is wonder if there is one woman out there who made it along with me, following my advice far away. It seems the smart ass, celebrity, or fool will get nothing good from society while staying this way.

       As I pulled away all perception from the six senses, all that I have done, will do, will collide with, will communicate with and not much more, filled me with confidence that the signs of words before me will bring me to someplace new where I can turn on my free will and continue to live happily. Only part of this is out of spite for the wrongs done to me, and the rest is for valor, virtue, and glory that I hope to collect which the world provides to many paths.

       The rest is up to the implications of the world, as I feel I have served enough and now need to take just quickly enough to make it moral and just so the feelings of deserving that which is mine will work well for me in the future as the world and I continue to change, and so does God. I have been tricked by these perceptions enough, but remained skeptical enough to be okay in the moment, including now. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for me.