Hi I'm Nick. My wife calls me Mr. Bear. She's my bun bun and I have little cubs 12 and 14 girl and boy they are everything to me. They teach me about humility, and how the human condition can be a wonderful thing to experience, if you simply let it before the path of time changes things you can't control. Before you ask, I do not honestly know what the human condition is, but I am human, I am experiencing things, this a condition of representation right? Sooo why am I here, exactly? No idea actually. I have been staring at this man's face for months, wondering what? I see him pop up. Everytime Im checking my skool engaging, constant happy face comes across my feed and I simply had to find out what IS EVEN HAPPENING WHAT THE ACTUAL. Seriously. What is happening. I never considered joining, I just don't know why. Then a guy named Lukas who I have one single exposure 2 showed me pics of wizards and a rock and grass (I thikn a foot was on a rock?) and a grp of friends (I think 3?) looking happy and vibing hard. All of this, for which I had merely secs to gaze upon and a magic place and I went - I don't know what that is, but I certainly want *waves arms at it* whatever this is in my life. I had extreme choices (to alot of people) that I made and now life is certainly strange now to some who surround me n im not sure what to do about that but those who want to travel on the journey are welcome and those who are not, they become part of the great shedding. This is weird as hell to me right now. very. I have been surrounded by friends in Skool and whatever nonsense agendas others had planned, they can have all of it, whatever it is there they go there they go So Hi! full send auto correct you can shut up now gud k 🐻Stay Golden - NIck

So I was just in a car accident broken arm and glass in my eye. Not easy to write and see so I recorded this when I got home from the hospital today. So forgive me some spelling is wrong They say, “Get on Skool, it’s the place to be, Build a big community, monetize for free.” But lean in close, let me tell you the truth: Every shiny new trail ain’t built for your boots. If you hate showing up when nobody’s there, Posting into silence, breathing thin air If one lonely comment can ruin your day, Skool might not be your kind of way. If you want fast riches, overnight fame, Ten thousand members by Tuesday’s name, If you quit when growth feels painfully slow, Skool might not be the field you sow. If you don’t like serving before you sell, Answering questions and wishing folks well Giving away value, night after night, Skool might not fit your fight. If you need algorithms to carry your load, Paid ads paving every road If you won’t talk unless profit’s in view, Skool might not be built for you. But If you love the grind when nobody claps, Teaching for free while you build your map, If you play the long game, steady and true, Then Skool just might be you. If you welcome strangers like old-time friends, Comment with heart and make amends, If you build a room folks run toward, not through Yeah Skool might be you. If you’re fine with quiet before the roar, One real human instead of twenty more, If you’d rather earn than hype what you do Skool might be waiting for you. Because this ain’t a hack. It’s a handshake. A table you set before you eat. It’s staying when it’s lonely, So others have somewhere to meet. So no Skool ain’t magic. It ain’t fast. It won’t save a shaky plan. It only multiplies Who you already are as a man. And that’s the line most folks don’t see When they chase “easy” community. Some will leave. Some will run. Some will say, “This place ain’t fun.” But the builders? The givers? The ones who stay when it’s hard to chew? They don’t wonder if Skool works Skool starts working