I didn’t build alone, though it felt that way, Late nights, big ideas, unpaid. Then I met you, builders too, Carrying dreams still breaking through. Different rooms, different names, Same tight hope, same quiet flames. We spoke in questions, wins, and doubt, Pulled each other through burnout. You shared the things no posts admit: The fear, the math, the why of it. The days growth stalled, the nights it flew, The moments when you nearly quit too. No competition, just respect, A nod that says, I see the depth. Founders know what silence costs, What it takes to lead the lost. You weren’t my crowd, but still my kind, Sharp minds paired with human spine. In every “keep going,” every call, You helped me stand when I might fall. So here’s to builders I met by chance, In comment threads and quiet DMs. Different communities, same fight We rise together, Line by line. By Jason Strickland The Art of Poetry Community

I am now on level 3! Took me a minute to get the CRM figured out but once I saw it up and running, holy shit. This is real! I am still learning! But this kind of learning is FUN! What is the most GOOSIFIED post you have made?

Today my community the Captains Circle jumped into the top 100 in the sports category!!!!! Super excited about what’s to come, keen to keep pushing forward to hit page 1. Let’s get this party started