Unless a mosquito lands on me (or enters the house), I don’t smack it.
It’s doing its own thing. As I’m doing my own thing.
And I don’t have the time or energy to deal with every mosquito in the universe.
(smiles)
I also don’t have the time or energy to concern myself about who people love (as long as it is consensual) or how people worship or what clothes they wear or what books they read.
I let people and other beings be as much as it is possible.
And that has made me SO much happier.
