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Chester’s Revolution: A Fight Against Government Oppression

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When the world turns against you, what do you do? This question had boiled under Chester’s contempt for days. He had watched the nation he loved become the opposite of everything it had ever stood for. The people appeared powerless to stop the crazed leaders who were taking control of the institutions and destroying them.

Chester became so incensed that he quit his job. He took about three hundred dollars, bought as many canned food items as possible, and stored them in his home. Chester then purchased one hundred dollars’ worth of bottled water. He had planned for the loss of electricity and home heating petroleum. Chester had medical supplies he thought would handle any matter related to his health. Then, he went and nailed his doors and windows shut. He placed a sign on the outside of his home stating:

I AM HOME – ALIVE – I DO NOT WANT CONTACT WITH THE OUTSIDE WORLD OR ITS DISTURBING GOVERNMENT. THIS HOUSE IS OFF LIMITS TO EVERYONE. PLEASE DO NOT ENTER!

Then, in chalk, on a board that slid in and out from the interior of the home, it read:

DATE – 2-16-2025

Chester planned to update the date every night to let the outside world know he was still alive.

Chester planned to live without listening to what was happening around him. He believed it was the only way he survived. Chester wanted to help others but had no solution, power, or ability. For Chester, this was all he thought he would do.

His home was significant. It had five bedrooms, four bathrooms, two living areas, two kitchens, and a mother-in-law suite. He had inherited it from his parents after they passed. It was paid for, and he had taken control of their Trust. He didn’t have any financial issues.

Every morning, Chester would visit the mother-in-law’s suite. It offered a view of a once-lively park. The government has now abandoned the park. He often spotted young figures lurking behind the trees, their presence a haunting mystery. Why were they there? Why were they hiding? And most puzzling of all, why did they seem to have nowhere else to go?

One day, curiosity got the best of him. He grabbed his hammer. He pulled the nails out around the suite’s window. He cracked it open, trying to hear their conversations.

Two young girls and two young men were hiding behind a tree, whispering urgently. Chester leaned in closer and heard them say:

“Look, it won’t hurt, and we will be free of this world. If we stay any longer, it will only get worse. They will kill us if we don’t beat them to it!”

Chester’s blood ran cold. What in the world were they talking about? Was this some game? Or were they seriously considering group suicide? And was the government truly hunting these kids?

He had heard about new policies stripping rights from the LGBTQI+ community and disenfranchising people of color. But had it escalated to mass executions? Chester had to find out.

He rummaged through an old trunk in his father’s Hollywood memorabilia. It contained all sorts of disguises: wigs, glasses, vintage clothing. Chester dressed as an older, disheveled homeless man and prepared to venture outside for the first time in weeks.

What he would learn would be devastating.

The streets were eerily quiet, yet tension hung in the air like a brewing storm. Checkpoints had been set up at major intersections, where government enforcers—men in military gear with no insignias—patrolled with assault rifles.

Posters were plastered everywhere, declaring:

 “FOR THE SAFETY OF OUR NATION, COMPLIANCE IS MANDATORY.”

 Others simply stated: 

“NON-CONFORMISTS WILL BE RELOCATED.”

Chester approached a group of homeless people warming their hands over a fire in a rusted oil drum. They regarded him warily but allowed him into their circle.

“What’s happening?” 

Chester asked, playing the role of a lost drifter.

A man with hollowed-out cheeks and weary eyes responded,

“They’re rounding people up. Anyone who resists, anyone different. They disappear.”

Chester asked quickly,

“Disappear where?”

The man shook his head.

“No one knows. Some say camps. Others say execution sites.”

Chester’s stomach twisted into knots. The government wasn’t just oppressing people; it was actively erasing them. The kids in the park weren’t paranoid—they were running for their lives.

He couldn’t stay hidden anymore. He had to act.

That night, under the cover of darkness, Chester snuck back to his house and removed the sign from his door. He pried open his windows, unlocked the doors, and gathered supplies. With his home’s ample space and well-stocked provisions, he offered sanctuary to those with nowhere else to go.

The next day, he returned to the park and approached the young people cautiously.

“Come with me,” he whispered. “You don’t have to run anymore.”

At first, they hesitated, but the desperation in their eyes mirrored his determination. One by one, they followed him back to his home. Chester had spent weeks barricading himself from the world, convinced that isolation was the only way to survive. But now, he understood—survival was not just about enduring. It was about resisting.

And Chester was ready to fight back.

“LGBT people are some of the bravest and most potent change agents and leaders I have encountered. They are the most forceful defenders of the vulnerable and voiceless because they know what it’s like to be there.” 

-–– Ronan Farrow -–– a journalist known for his investigative work with the New Yorker and member of the LGBTQI+ Community

Embracing Identity: Mark’s Journey Towards Self-Acceptance

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While sedated during surgery, Mark, who has a yearning desire to be proud member of the LGBTQI+ Community, started drifting slowly to sleep as he counted backward from 100. Mark could remember getting to 92 before the lights went out. Finally, Mark thought he could get finally rest. But relaxing wasn’t in store for Mark. He had a propensity to get upset over the most minor things, and this time, when he discovered that he was only dreaming and had to go to work where coworkers would look at him with stares and give verbal undertones of name-calling, he knew some of them. I have to go hear these slurs and think about what they are saying about me.

Mark blurted out, “I wished to the Gods, Heavens, and Earth that I had never been born – it’s not fair to always suffer being someone you didn’t ask to be! A member of the LGBTQI+ Community, huh? I don’t know if I am all that big of a member, the way I have to hide who I am from my family!” His voice trembled with a mix of anger and sadness, the weight of his secret becoming unbearable.

It was the beginning of Spring, and it so happened. Mark was Irish and had some luck in his corner; the powers of Gods, Heavens, and Earth joined together to help Mark never be born, something that they had arranged before to help people who had momentarily lost their way.

Mark was rushing around when he heard a knock at the door. He stopped, wondering who it could be. No one ever came to visit. Mark thought it could be a family member but then ruled that out; not a single person from his family ever asked where Mark lived, so how could they find him?

The knock came again; it couldn’t be someone he knew from town; he never brought anyone back to his place for any reason. There was no reason for someone to knock on his door. So he slowly eased up to the door and looked out of the peephole but didn’t see anyone. As he was looking – a swift KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK, it happened again! Which scared Mark nearly to death. His heart raced, his palms grew sweaty, and a knot formed in his stomach.

Who the hell could be out there? He swung the door open and in walked a little person. The person was no taller than Mark’s waist, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes and a knowing smile on his face.

“Hi Ya Mark”

He said,

“My name is Charley, and I am here to talk about your never being born,”

he said, his voice calm and reassuring.

Mark’s mouth dropped open, and they stood in shock, not sure what to say. Other than to say ––

Did someone put you up to this?

Charley told him no one had put him up to anything and that he was there to show him the world without Mark. Mark blinked, still trying to process the bizarre situation unfolding before him. The small man named Charley stood confidently in the doorway, his eyes twinkling with a strange, knowing light.

“I must be dreaming,”

Mark muttered to himself, shaking his head.

“You’re not,”

Charley replied, stepping into the room.

“Close the door, Mark. We’ve got a lot to cover and not much time.”

Reluctantly, Mark shut the door, curiosity and fear mingling in his chest. He gestured for Charley to sit, and they both settled into the living room.


“Alright, Charley,”

Mark said, crossing his arms.

“Explain this whole ‘never being born’ thing.”

Charley nodded.

“Mark, you’ve been carrying a heavy burden for a long time. Feeling out of place, misunderstood, and unloved can make anyone wish they were never born. But before you decide that the world would be better off without you, let me show you what that world would look like.”

With a wave of his hand, Charley transformed the living room. The walls melted away, revealing a bustling small town square. The air was crisp, and the sound of children’s laughter filled the air. It was a place Mark recognized from his childhood, but it felt different—stranger, colder.

“Where are we?”

Mark asked, looking around.


“This is your hometown,”

Charley said.

“But it’s a version of it where you never existed.”

Mark noticed familiar faces among the crowd, but something was off. His childhood friends seemed distant, their laughter forced and hollow. He saw his parents, too, looking worn and weary, more so than he remembered.


“Why do they look so sad?”

Mark asked, a lump forming in his throat.

“Your presence, Mark, even if you didn’t realize it, brought light to many lives,”

Charley explained.

“Your compassion, your laughter, and even your struggles inspired others more than you know.”

They moved through the scenes of his life, showing how his absence left voids in the lives of those he knew. His best friend from school, who had confided in Mark during a dark time, now seemed lost and without support. His sister, who had looked up to him, now wandered aimlessly, lacking the guidance and love he had provided. The scenes were filled with a sense of emptiness, a stark contrast to the vibrant memories Mark had of these moments.

“I had no idea,”

Mark whispered, tears welling up in his eyes.

Charley nodded sympathetically.

“You may feel small, Mark, but the impact of your life is profound. Every kind word, every act of defiance against prejudice, every moment of being true to yourself ripples outwards.”

The scene changed again, this time to Mark’s workplace. He saw his coworkers, the ones who had often looked at him with disdain or made cruel remarks. However, without Mark’s quiet courage, the workplace culture would have become even more toxic. There was no one to challenge the status quo, no one to show strength in the face of bigotry.

“People can be cruel,”

Charley said,

“but your bravery gives others the courage to be better.”


Mark watched as the scenes shifted faster now, showing countless small moments where his existence had made a difference. A neighbor he had helped in passing, a stranger he had smiled at, a community event he had organized—all these moments seemed insignificant at the time, but together they painted a picture of a life well-lived.

Finally, they returned to Mark’s living room. He sat down, overwhelmed by the journey they had taken.


“I never realized,”

Mark said quietly, his voice filled with a mix of regret and understanding, as he looked at Charley.

“I thought I was just… there.”

His words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his newfound self-awareness.

“You are much more than just there, Mark,”

Charley replied, his voice filled with warmth and encouragement.

“You are a vital part of the world, and your presence is a gift.”

Mark’s face softened, a glimmer of self-acceptance and understanding shining in his eyes.

As Charley spoke, Mark felt a warmth spread through him, a sense of peace he hadn’t felt in a long time. The weight of his struggles seemed a bit lighter, the pain of rejection a bit duller.

“So, what happens now?”

Mark asked.


Charley smiled.

“Now, you wake up. And remember, Mark, the world needs you just as you are.”

With that, the room began to blur, and Mark felt himself being pulled back to consciousness. He awoke in the hospital recovery room, the beeping of machines and the murmurs of nurses around him. He felt different—changed.

As he recovered and returned to his daily life, Mark carried the memories of his journey with Charley. He faced his challenges with renewed strength, knowing that his existence mattered deeply. He began to advocate more fiercely for himself and others, finding allies and building a community where acceptance thrived.

Mark found peace within himself, realizing that his identity was not a curse but a gift. He embraced his life fully, knowing that being true to himself was the greatest impact he could have on the world.

And so, Mark came full circle, from despair to understanding, from wishing to never exist to cherishing every moment. He lived his life with purpose, knowing that he was exactly where he was meant to be.

Pride Weekend Heat Safety: Tips for Staying Cool and Healthy

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During Pride Weekends, it’s essential to stay safe while celebrating, especially with record-high temperatures. Here are some recommendations to protect yourself from heat stroke or heat exhaustion during outdoor events:

  1. Stay Hydrated: Drink plenty of water throughout the day. Avoid alcohol and caffeine as they can contribute to dehydration.
  2. Seek Shade: Take breaks in shaded areas to cool down and give your body a rest from the direct sun.
  3. Wear Appropriate Clothing: Opt for light-colored, loose-fitting clothing that allows your skin to breathe and helps regulate your body temperature.
  4. Use Sunscreen: Apply a broad-spectrum sunscreen with at least SPF 30 and reapply every two hours, or more often if you’re sweating.
  5. Plan Ahead: Check the weather forecast and plan your activities during cooler parts of the day, such as early morning or late afternoon.
  6. Know the Signs of Heat-Related Illnesses: Be aware of symptoms like dizziness, nausea, headache, and muscle cramps, and seek medical attention if necessary.

By following these tips, you can enjoy the festivities safely and make the most of Pride Weekends without compromising your health.

Sweating a lot in hot weather can make you lose essential salts and minerals from your body.

You need salts and minerals in your body to function properly. However, you must not take salt tablets unless directed by your doctor. The best way to replace them is by eating foods that contain them. Instead of just water, try drinking fruit juice or sports drinks while you exercise or work in the heat.

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Safety Tips:

Stay Cool

  1. Limit your outdoor activity to when it’s coolest, like morning and evening hours
  2. Find your nearest cooling center for free access to air conditioning and water
  3. Do not leave children or pets alone in a parked car. The temperature inside can rise quickly and become deadly

Stay Hydrated

  1. Drink plenty of water throughout the day
  2. Avoid alcohol and drinks with high caffeine or sugar
  3. Check the guidelines for adequate hydration when doing moderate activities in the heat

Stay Informed

  1. Look out for signs and symptoms of heat related illnesses
  2. Check the weather forecast for temperature, humidity, and UV index
  3. Learn more about NWS today’s heat risk map
  4. Check in regularly with friends, family, and neighbors who may be more vulnerable to heat exhaustion or heat stroke

Be SunWise

  1. Limit sun exposure with sunglasses, hats, and lightweight clothing
  2. Use SPF 30+ sunscreen to protect your skin from UV rays

Take plenty of pictures. And have fun!

Cowgirls Mae and Rosie: A Love Story Spanning Time and Place

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In the late 1890s, the vast expanse of the American West stretched endlessly, a sea of golden plains and towering mountains. Two cowgirls named Mae and Rosie, not just friends but soulmates, called home in a remote corner of this wild land. Mae, with her fiery red hair and fierce spirit, and Rosie, with her raven-black braids and gentle demeanor, were an inseparable pair, bound by a love that defied the conventions of their time. In a world where their love was deemed unconventional, they found solace and strength in each other.

One crisp autumn morning, they saddled their horses and rode out, the sun casting long shadows across the rolling hills. Their journey led them to an old wooden fence gate, weathered by years of harsh winds and blazing sun. They spurred their horses forward with a shared glance and a mischievous smile, pushing the gate open and galloping through.

As they rode, the familiar landscape began to change. The dirt road beneath their horses’ hooves transformed into smooth pavement. The rolling hills flattened, and in the distance, a faint hum grew louder, evolving into the roar of engines. The world around them seemed to blur and shift, the sky darkening and then brightening again until suddenly, they found themselves on the edge of a bustling highway. In the face of this bewildering transformation, Mae and Rosie’s courage and resilience shone through, inspiring all who witnessed their journey.

The year was no longer 1898 but 1972. Mae and Rosie reined in their horses, staring in awe at the sight before them. Towering skyscrapers pierced the sky, cars zipped by at dizzying speeds, and people hurried along sidewalks, oblivious to the two cowgirls who had just crossed time itself.

Confusion and excitement swirled within them. They rode cautiously along the highway, their horses nervously stepping onto the strange new surface. They marveled at the colorful billboards advertising things they’d never seen before and the neon lights that promised adventure. It was a journey that was not just physical but emotional, as they navigated the unfamiliar terrain of a world that was changing at a rapid pace.

As they entered the city, the clamor of modern life enveloped them. Mae’s eyes sparkled with curiosity while Rosie gazed wonderfully at the people dressed in fashions so alien to their own. They stopped outside a diner, its large windows showcasing a scene of laughter and warmth. The sign above the door read “Betty’s Diner.”


Mae and Rosie dismounted, tethering their horses nearby. They walked into the diner, the door jingling as they stepped inside. Heads turned, and the chatter ceased momentarily as the patrons saw the two cowgirls, their clothes and demeanor a stark contrast to the modern setting. Some stared in curiosity, others in judgment, but a few smiled warmly, recognizing the courage it took for them to be there.

Betty, the diner’s owner, approached them with a friendly smile. “Welcome, ladies! What brings you to these parts?” she asked, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.
Mae and Rosie exchanged a glance, unsure of how to explain their journey. “We’re just passing through,” Mae said, her voice steady.

Betty nodded, sensing there was more to their story. She led them to a booth and handed them menus. As they sat, they began to notice the small but significant changes around them—the music playing from a jukebox, the variety of food on the menu, the freedom in the air. Mae and Rosie exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with wonder and a hint of apprehension, as they realized they were witnessing a world that was vastly different from the one they had left behind.

Over the next few days, Mae and Rosie explored the city, learning about the incredible advancements and the cultural shifts that had occurred in the seventy-four years they had seemingly leaped over. They discovered a vibrant community of people who defied conventions and lived openly and proudly like them. They learned about the women’s suffrage movement, the civil rights movement of 1964, and the sexual revolution, all of which had reshaped the society they now found themselves in.


One evening, they attended a gathering at a local community center. It was a celebration of love and identity, filled with people from all walks of life. Mae and Rosie felt a deep connection to the stories they heard, the struggles and triumphs resonating with their own experiences.

As they danced under the disco ball, surrounded by newfound friends, they were overwhelmed with a sense of joy and liberation. They realized that they had found a place where their love was not only accepted but celebrated. With all its noise and chaos, the city had given them a glimpse of a future they had never imagined, a future filled with hope and optimism for societal change.

Mae and Rosie decided to stay, embracing the new world with open hearts. They found work, made friends, and built a life together. Their love story began in the wild, untamed West and flourished in the bustling, vibrant city of the 1970s. It was a decision that was not without its challenges, but they were willing to face them for the chance to live and love freely in a world that was slowly but surely becoming more accepting.


Years later, as they sat together on a bench overlooking the skyline, they often spoke of that old wooden fence gate and the magical journey it had taken them on. The city had become their home, where they could live and love freely, forever grateful for the lucky ride that had led them to this extraordinary new chapter in their lives. They reminisced about the changes they had witnessed, the challenges they had overcome, and the love that had remained constant throughout it all.

LOVE ENDURES THE TEST OF TIME ESPECIALLY DURING A TIME WHEN LOVE COULD BE CHALLENGED

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In the vast expanse of the Indian Territory, amidst the rugged terrain and the promise of new beginnings, two souls found each other amidst the chaos of land claims and dreams of prosperity. Vol Wilhelm Groff, a spirited young man with a penchant for adventure, and Joseph McElroy, a quiet and contemplative soul, crossed paths in the unforgiving landscape of Oklahoma in the year 1905.

The Indian Territory was a land of opportunity, where dreams clashed with harsh reality, and where individuals staked their claims in the hopes of carving out a future for themselves. Val and Joseph were among those brave souls, drawn to the promise of a better life on the frontier.

Their meeting was serendipitous, a chance encounter amidst the chaos of land rushes and bustling settlements. Val, with his infectious enthusiasm, captured Joseph’s attention from the moment they first locked eyes. Despite their differences in temperament, they found a deep connection that transcended words.

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As they worked side by side, staking their claims and building their homesteads from the ground up, their bond grew stronger with each passing day. Amidst the challenges of frontier life, they found solace in each other’s presence, drawing strength from their shared dreams and aspirations.

But theirs was a love that dared not speak its name in the harsh reality of the early 20th century. In a world where societal norms dictated strict conformity, Val and Joseph had to tread carefully, concealing their love from prying eyes.

Yet, despite the obstacles they faced, their love endured, a beacon of hope in a world fraught with uncertainty. Through the trials and tribulations of frontier life, they remained steadfast in their devotion to each other, finding solace in the quiet moments shared beneath the starry Oklahoma sky.

As the years passed and the Indian Territory evolved into the state of Oklahoma, Val and Joseph’s love stood the test of time, a testament to the enduring power of love in the face of adversity. And though their names may have been forgotten by history, their love story lived on, a reminder that true love knows no bounds, not even the vast expanse of the American frontier.

QUESTIONING AND REEVALUATING LONG-HELD BELIEFS AND ENCOURAGING DIALOGUE, UNDERSTANDING AND ACCEPTANCE?

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The documentary “1946: The Mistranslation That Shifted a Culture” delves into a controversial and thought-provoking topic that challenges conventional beliefs about the Bible and homosexuality. Directed by Sharon “Rocky” Roggio, the film examines the claim that the Bible originally did not mention homosexuality and that references to it were added due to mistranslation and misunderstanding of ancient Greek terms.

The film highlights the work of Christian scholars who delve into forgotten archives at Yale University to uncover the origins of this mistranslation. It argues that conservative Christians began to propagate this mistranslation in the 1970s to scapegoat the LGBTQ+ community and oppose their growing liberation movement.

Roggio, who identifies as a lesbian and is the daughter of an evangelical minister, engages in dialogues with her father throughout the film, attempting to find common ground and challenge his beliefs about homosexuality being a sin. This personal narrative adds depth and emotion to the documentary, as it explores the complexities of faith, identity, and acceptance within a family divided by differing views on sexuality and religion.

The documentary sheds light on the potential harm caused by misunderstandings and misinterpretations of religious texts, highlighting the real-world consequences faced by LGBTQ+ individuals who have been marginalized, discriminated against, and even persecuted due to these beliefs.

Overall, “1946: The Mistranslation That Shifted a Culture” offers a compelling perspective on a contentious issue, urging viewers to question and reevaluate long-held beliefs and encouraging dialogue, understanding, and acceptance.

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We All Need Heroes

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Looking for hope sometimes comes from a variety of hard-to-find places. When you are a member of the LGBTQI Community, a blind superhero, a nudge has always been as good as a wink.

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A Laugh From The Editor

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IMG_6884A Note From Benjamin

We are glad you found benandsteve.com —- this post brings you to a site where you can learn more about different individuals born into this world trying to find normalcy. I often call it “Being Straight In A Gay World!” For so many, they are forced not to live their true selves. And lies are sometimes fatal.

For hoots and to offer you relief from the hard-hitting info and news, we sometimes find pieces to keep a chuckle in the heart from deep inside the benandsteve.com files.

Live on!

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You know why I am Gay? Because God Made Me That Way, or That’s The Way The Genes Flow. And It’s NObody’s Damn Business But Mind. You HEAR!

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THE DAY YOU DECIDED…

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We will take care of our sins. You tend to yours…

About Gays And Why Laws, Book Bans, School Boards, And Other Restrictions Attempting To Bash And Attempted Genocide Against Queer Peoples Won’t Stop More People From Increasing The Populations In The LGBTQI Community!

The Day You Decided Who You Are
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We all remember that day. It may be a Spring afternoon following a light rain shower, with flowers peaking from beneath their winter hiding place for a first glimpse of the season’s sun. There we sit. We were pondering between the two choices. Will we be straight or gay? Surely everyone remembers that day, for if it is a choice, everyone faces the same options. You can choose both, they say. That needs to be clarified.


To be or not to be, when we were teens, first discovering who we were, for some, it was challenging to accept, and it took years for those who grew up in communities that were closed-minded and set to one way of life to finally get into their head that they were who they are and not who others expected them to be. They had tried to take the path of least resistance and attempted to take the straight route, not given another choice. But every piece of their biological body screamed at them, telling them something wasn’t right. They were misleading others, lying every minute of their life, and never being their true selves. They either had to leave and be their authentic self or die. Some tried to marry, but after a period, the inner madness kept them from carrying on, and their either killed themselves, came out and took the hell and damnation from the small communities in which they lived, or packed up and disappeared. Many may have turned to alcohol or drugs, appearing to believe it was better to be an addict than what they felt was their true self. If they were lucky, they met their soul mate and were rescued from the prison that so many are forced into by a society that is cruel and judgmental of others. Fortunately for others, they meet their lifemates just out of high school. They seem to know how to manage the world around them and find a world to live and operate in a life they would have otherwise missed out on, creating long-term relationships and being grateful things turned out as they do. They would not have wished to miss on so much love and so many adventures.


Forty-one years later, another couple still see simple rights afforded to their neighbors, rights that are threatened to be stripped from them by bigoted and power-hungry maga-republicans. So a question is asked to these groups suggesting they can kill off the gays. When did they choose to be straight? And, why is allowing this couple to live in peace so bad?

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All the books, movies, and internet sites in the world may get banned; however, that will not stop the same amount of new homosexual and bisexual men and women from populating the earth each year. Some evil act does not make them. They are born, just like the couple you are reading about. Just like you!

One couple originates from small towns in Western Oklahoma. Growing up, they were never acquainted with gay anything. Both were church-attending, straight-laced lads all the way. Still, each began slowly dying from living in a suppressive community that had conditioned them to believe they were the worst people on the earth and were going to Hell. That worked until they met after high school and finally began to breathe life through one another. It took a lifetime to overcome the damage God-fearing sermons placed on them. They chose to move to a larger city and begin to grow privately, not making themselves the center attraction of life, but their community knew they coupled. As life continued, so did their love and energy, and now they live in a retirement community. But their rights are under threat daily. Because their property, retirement, and physical and fiscal security are in danger by daily threats of changing laws and bigotry. Research has discovered there should be signs on every front door of any religious establishment reading “for entertainment purposes only, because it does not produce a benefit for the community as a whole, just for the few!”

So When Did You Choose Your Sexual Preference?

And To Screw With It Would Cause Extinction!

This passionate talk from Dr. James O’Keefe, MD, gives us a deeply personal and fascinating insight into why homosexuality is a necessary and instrumental cog in nature’s perfection.

Research shows those making up the LGBTQI Communities are responsible for keeping the human race alive.

So When Did You Decide? When Did You Make Your Decision On Who To Be?

LGBTQI? It Is Natures Response To Maintaining The Magic Balance In Life – And To Screw With It Would Cause Extinction.

Maintaining The Magic Balance In Life

For those desiring more proof that the existence of gays is “born” to history and that the members of the LGBTQI Community do not simply choose to be Gay, this history lesson may help if you are an individual with a mind with enough room to learn new and factual information. 

Another way to arrive at the understanding of whether LGBTQI members are born or are made of people choosing a lifestyle, ask yourself when you decided to be heterosexual (straight). What day did you choose between the options available and determine what life you wanted? Then consider who would ever pick a life where their being would face prejudices, denial of employment, housing, and services if they had a choice not to have to face the constant bigotry bashing them daily. 

If you believe in a Higher Authority, a God. If this is your premise and you still object to these beings walking the earth, take it up with Him. When you do, if you believe scripture, consider Genesis 1:26-28, which announces that human beings are unique and all are in the image of God. 

§Then God said, 'Let us make man in our image, according to our likeness, and let them rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the sky and the cattle and over all the earth.  Genesis 1:26-28

IF HE IS TRUE. AND THERE IS AN ALMIGHTY. AND HE DID SOMETHING WRONG IN DESIGNING CERTAIN INDIVIDUALS TO BE DIFFERENT. THEN YOU SHOULD TELL HIM HE IS WRONG!


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Good Grief – Death And Dying. Why are so many people going to their graves battling for the best prices on final resting plots?

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It’s the hottest place in town regarding most business models in the industry. “Everyone is dying to do business with the local funeral directors and cemeteries,” one potential client said!

People Checking Out And The Funeral Industry – how funeral homes are making killing off people dying!

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Everyone’s grief journey is different. Guiding Grief™ was created to offer perspectives from those who have experienced all types of grief. While this private resource library can never replace therapy or a support group, these 27 videos were created to give those faced with loss an overview of what they may experience, how normal that is, and how to avoid common mistakes in caring for themselves and making decisions while grieving. Guiding Grief™ is the perfect gift. What better way to begin healing than to learn what helped others?

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