Ikvot Meshicha, par Chris Gaither

Chris Gaither

Ikvot Meshicha

I like to think of

The signs we are all seeing

As God’s soft opening

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Personal Responsibility Presumes Self-acceptance

God will accept everything about you but the one thing He won’t take is the blame

If You’re Reading This, You Just Made My Day

The distance between zero and one is infinitely greater than the distance between one and infinity

Trying Times

The truth is true Is a tautology The truth is untried and true Is an etiology

“We shall go on to the end. We shall fight... whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender.”

Facing a fate worse than death– Immortality with neither body nor… Because Nothing ventured, nothing lost– Life is worth dying for

The Ayes Are the Window to the Sole Acceptable

Everything dear to you? You can take all of that and throw it out the Overton window

A Compromised Heaven

If the world exists on a continuum between utopia and dystopia but instead of polar opposites utopia and dystopia are both hell then at the exact midpoint

Generation X

We used to worry about selling out; now we’re terrified of not buying in

The Call Is Called Desire and Desire Is the Will to Do the Impossible

It’s obvious that God is doing us… But it’s less widely acknowledged… God calls in all His favors And the only way to return the fav… Is to try and do the impossible

Bodhisattva

I am going to delay early retirement until everyone is middle class

We Could Have Chosen the Easy Way or the Hard Way; This Is the Easy Way

Having given up On heaven No one Recognizes hell

Yes, “Existence Precedes Essence”, but Essence Exceeds Existence

We believe that God is being because it’s our only way to access God as meaning

To Be on the Safe Side, Be on the Safe Side

I’m not scared of the explicit danger I’m afraid of the implicit threats

We’re Meant to Suffer in Silence

A record sounds the same every time you play it A broken record is intolerable because it isn’t broken, it’s just…

We’re Going Through a Phase

Looking for signs of intelligent l… We imagine their supremely advance… Like somnolent caterpillars Dreaming up fabulous cocoons of th…