This is my unprofessional nonprofessional dystopian opinion in the form of a question about the comment "my body my choice".
Question: Is your choice "cigars, cigarettes, tiparillos?*
Your life is something about which some others are very willing to make your choices for you to make their life (mentally usually) better.
* cigarillos are an alternative.
Conclusion inclusion question: Are we in this together? Or is it for never ever?
/SG - Free Thought - [Locals] - [Nov 2025]
Gab: Nov 15, 2025.
GETTR: Nov 15, 2025.
Locals: Nov 15, 2025.
Truth Social: Nov 15, 2025.
X: Nov 15, 2025.
I have comfort in knowing that everything is going according to plan. The glitch seems to be knowing beforehand whose* and which plan is on the marquee and will play out regardless.
- My guess that is always first is my Lord God's plan.
SG - Free Thought - [Locals] - [Oct 2026]
Gab: Oct 26, 2026.
GETTR: Oct 26, 2026.
Locals: Oct 26, 2026.
Truth Social: Oct 26, 2026.
X: Oct 26, 2026.
Snowflake. Oct 1953.
SG - Free Thought - [Locals] - [Oct 2026]
Gab: Oct 26, 2026.
GETTR: Oct 26, 2026.
Locals: Oct 26, 2026.
Truth Social: Oct 26, 2026.
X: Oct 26, 2026.
