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Chris Gaither

Chris Gaither

All My Control Needs Come from Fear of Abandonment, so God Sent Me Someone Whom No One Can Control but Who Will Never Leave Me

I was happy alone
Because being together
Meant being lonely
Until you showed me
That being together
Can be forever

Other works by Chris Gaither...
When “Who Cares” Seals Your Fate

It’s always darkest before the yawn
Crypto Is for Show Because the Flow Must Go On

At bottom crypto mining is just another form of extracting fossil fuels But the crypt keeper knows that the best way to hide somethin…
Like is a Very Strong Word

When I was a kid we thought the end of the world was coming any minute via The Button Instead it came a little later
The Day I Became the World’s Greatest Motivational Speaker

Why is there something rather than nothing? Because nothing is impossible
Beattitude

When we asked Jesus to explain the mechanics of the last being first He answered in yet another parable… It’s like when you’re playing tug…
I Am Your Husband

To paraphrase Hitchcock a marriage is only as good as its villain
Haiku

You’ll know you’ve weathered their gaslighting if you feel dazed but not confused
Only Desire Overcomes Instinct

You may think that the unconscious Is there to protect you from seein… How the sausage is made Because if you knew You wouldn’t want to eat it
“Answer the question that you wish had been asked of you”

God: Do you trust me? Me: It’s not my fault!
I Have a Passion for Lifelong Learning

You have your Mr. Fix-It and your Mr. Learn-To-Live-With-It
When Their All-Consuming Passion Threatens to Consume You

The far left puts the silent and invisible H in tolerate Guess where? There’s a clue
Haiku

Note that the male tes– tes are exactly the size of small potatoes
Belief in God Is Trusting You Can Make Meaning Out of Anything That’s Real

Art is where the Symbolic meets the Real forming a liminal space between meaning and its absence AI-generated art is where the Unr…
All Loss Is a Form of Dislocation, but It Is Only Through Loss That We Arrive at God

Like Jacob If you wrestle with the divine Through the darkest hours You will get hurt and limp away Which we call experiencing loss
It’s Morning Breath, Not Mourning Breath, Because All That We’re Losing Is Time, so, Let’s Get Moving

Even when I’ve had sweet dreams Sleeping leaves a bad taste in my… Because even good dreams are bad d… Since the worst thing you can do t… Is to fulfill his wishes



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