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Chris Gaither

Chris Gaither

Haiku

I won’t rest ‘til O–
prah puts me on the cover
of her magazine

Otras obras de Chris Gaither...
Failure to Launch

You can strive for quality and never know if you will get any… You can pursue recognition and never know if you’ve done any… Or you can pretend to do both
The Move to Blockchain Will Provide the Illusion of Anonymity While Blocking All Cash Transactions

Our civilization has gotten around God’s injunction to be our brother… by being our little brother’s book…
Haiku

Denial leaves a vacuum that is ever filled by wishful thinking
“Teach your children well”: We’re All Part of One Big Human Relay Race

The baton is a scroll that says– among other things– The road goes on forever Heaven is
Sherman’s March to the Sea Was a Bloody Omen

The culture war is a total war burning down everything from sea to shining sea
“He’s heating up!”

It was an offer I thought I couldn’t refuse: You can sit there and take it Or leave it Having nowhere to go
Look Ma, No Plans!

You can either learn to ride a bik… with no hands in order to show off or to free your hands for another task
“Our nervous system is simultaneously being challenged by incompatible demands demanding both avoidance of contact with the SARSCov2 virus and the fulfillment of our biological imperative of connecting with others to feel calm and safe”

The genius of Big Tech’s business… is its simplicity: Get people to pay for what they had previously accessed for free
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Nobody Wants Me, but Maybe They Need Me

Having priced myself Out of the market I’ve rebranded as generic
Your Prompt Attention to This Antimatter Will Be Greatly Remunerated

It’s not how well you prompt AI it’s how promptly you do so because he who laughs first will have the last laugh
Eventually, a Blind Alley Becomes a Dark Alley

This is going nowhere so, by all means let’s keep going
Our Descent Into Madness Is Believing We’ve Ascended Into the Cloud

The fog is so thick now We’re buried up to our necks in it Our bodies out of sight And out of mind Making the ground beneath our feet
Different, but the Same

The only way God can love us all the same amoun… Is by loving each of us infinitely And the only way God can love each of us differentl…
If I Had a Quarter for Every Time God Bet on Me I’d Be a Rich Man

The quartermaster is responsible f… and nothing more Some of you will be content to half-ass the rest of it Some of you will be willing to ris…
The Climax of Faith Is the Acceptance of Doubt

Where once I feared death Now I fear that Death will be anticlimactic



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