My life belongs to me.

If that is a true statement, then what I create is mine. If what I create is mine, I am free to do with my creation as I see fit, and to take what is mine away from me against my will is theft. If my decision is to share part of what I create with others, this is charity, good and appropriate in our Creator’s eyes. Ultimately, I am to be judged by Him and Him alone. If I believe these things to be true for myself, then I must also believe them to be true for you, unless I am dishonest. I do not covet what is not mine, and I do not believe that I would profit by doing so. When any of these rules are violated, I have become another man’s slave, and my life no longer belongs to me.

While much of the world is hell bent on cashing in what little freedom they have left, on the promise of receiving what they did not create, I will desperately separate myself from this band of thieves who prefer their lofty title of democratic socialists. And while they serve their deadly lies to the young and ignorant, I will fight them at the voting box until there is no more them, or more likely than not, no more me.

My life belongs to me.

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