I first joined Skool with a dream and a prayer, Three members showed up and one was just air. I posted like crazy, got views from my mom, And every “new member” felt bigger than prom. I sat there refreshing the page every night, Like “COME ON, algorithm do something right!” One comment would hit and I’d nearly pass out, Then realize it was me replying no doubt. Back then my classroom looked empty and bare, Like a haunted old house with depression in there. Now poets walk in like it’s Cheers at the bar, “Hey Jason!” “Hey Monkey!” “We know who you are!” Now anthologies fly and the poets all write, Notifications hit harder than Vegas at night. Got members from everywhere sharing their soul, And somehow this poetry thing made me whole. So here’s to the struggle, the doubt, and the grind, To the days I felt broke in my wallet and mind. Because now when I look at this wild little crew I built more than a community. I built a home too. By Jason Strickland The Art of Poetry Community

What is ur main skool goal?? To learn as much as possible and to make monies while doing it.

Since I have to help 69 people go on skool full time in a year: you don’t have a money problem you have an avoidance problem most people say:“i’m trying” no ur not, dewd you’re: thinking planning watching waiting instead of doing the ONE thing that matters: 👉 talking to people that’s it no conversations = no money you don’t need: more content a better niche a new idea you need: 👉 reps real ones heres the uncomfortable part: you already know what to do ur just not doing it because it’s: awkward uncertainand u might look dumb meanwhile someone worse than u is sending messages getting ignored learning and eventually… getting paid so let’s make this simple: today: 👉 message 5 people (use wingman auto dms) 👉 ask about their problem 👉 try to help that’s the whole game do that daily and you WILL get a win don’t…and nothing changes no magic no secret just avoidance vs action 👉 don’t believe me. test it 🪿