Hire Lernin’

An Idealist’s Quest Through the Realm of for-Profit Education

(C) 2021, 2025 Victor D. López, J.D., Esq.

This is a preview of the first two chapters of my published novel that involves the bittersweet journey of a young, idealistic, naïve attorney who takes on the role of academic dean at a for-profit business school in New York City in the late 1980s knowing very little about the industry. Unable to accept the way things are, he immediately launches into a personal quest to change lives for the better in an environment where only the bottom-line matters. Hard work and an entrepreneurial spirit quickly propel him to professional success, but at a deep personal cost.  In the process as he learns life-altering lessons about himself, about leadership, about for-profit and not-for-profit higher education, and about love.

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Chapter One: Dreamers Dream Until They are Awakened

Dan peered out of his Jackson Heights second story apartment window hoping to spy the letter carrier’s cart on the sidewalk below bearing good news. He had risen as usual at 8:00 a.m., showered, dressed and was at his desk by 9:00 a.m. ready to face the world, which these days largely meant waiting for the mail to arrive or the phone to ring with an interview offer while working on a book about public domain software that he had begun writing. A classic overachiever, Dan was undaunted by the fact that he had settled into this routine two months ago and was still waiting for a reasonable job offer that he could actually accept. No matter, he would persevere and everything would be fine.

Success had always come easily to Dan. He completed middle school in two years in a special progress class, graduated from one of the best High Schools in the country, Brooklyn Technical High School, with honors, and excelled not only in the traditional college-level math, science and technical courses that formed the foundation of his pre-engineering curriculum, but also in the humanities and social sciences. College had been more of the same. He looked forward to every class, never managed his GPA by dodging hard courses or dropping courses in which he was not maintaining an A average, never cut classes, and graduated with high honors. Both his I.Q. and LSAT scores qualified him for membership in Mensa, an organization he had absolutely no interest in joining. He coasted through law school, though his grades were only average as he was frustrated and bored by the emphasis on memorization and regurgitation of facts, issues, holdings and rationales for cases in the traditional case method employed by the law school he attended (and most others for that matter both then and now).

Dan had decided to go to law school to help people, to make a difference, and to promote justice—actually believing these clichés with the fervor and innocence possible only for recent arrivals from faraway galaxies and people whose only exposure to the law and lawyers is derived from romanticized Hollywood movies, novels, and television shows. His delusions did not survive the first week of law school. He knew almost immediately that he would not practice law as a career, at least not as his primary occupation, but stubbornly decided to stick it out for no better reason than he had always completed anything he started, and law school would not be the exception. So, instead of leaving law school after a week, a month or even a semester as any rational person faced with the clear evidence that he had made a terrible mistake would have done, he plodded onward. He could have pursued a Ph.D. in political science, English, philosophy or any of the half dozen other fields that were of real interest to him in the humanities and social sciences where he could have found a fulfilling career as an academic. Instead, he chose to stay in law school and use his law degree to obtain a non-legal corporate position in human resource management, government compliance or one of the many other areas in business in which knowledge of the law and the ability to give legal advice are essential.

After graduating from law school, he took and comfortably passed the grueling New York State bar exam, though he would not receive the results until December and would not be admitted to practice until the following spring, just like everyone else who passed the bar exam. In the meantime, he had worked on Wall Street for a year hating the experience. Once admitted to practice, he prepared his resume and sent out application letters, neatly typed and appropriately listing his educational experience and competencies seeking to find more satisfying work. With no relevant work experience, however, responses were not what he had hoped for that summer. He received perhaps one interview for every ten or fifteen application letters sent out. This was actually much better than average, especially since he was not applying for work as an attorney. He should have expected three to five interviews for every 100 letters sent out, but he did not know that. Accustomed to success and with an unrealistic notion of his marketability and value, he was disappointed at getting at best a couple of interviews a month and was even less enthusiastic about the salaries offered for the entry level administrative and consulting positions for which he interviewed and which he was offered.

But this week would be different. In researching positions for which he would qualify as someone with a law degree, he had learned an interesting fact: more college deans hold a Juris Doctor degree than degrees from any other discipline. This appealed to him, and he had instantly decided that rather than accept any of the unsatisfying offers like the ones he had recently received, he would concentrate on obtaining a dean’s position at an academic institution. The fact that most college deans are highly experienced academics or accomplished professionals before their ascension to administration is something that completely escaped Dan’s less than comprehensive research into the subject. Thus, his mind made up about a career choice that would after all vindicate his decision to obtain a law degree, he readjusted his resume, developed a new cover letter, and began to apply for deans’ positions from The Chronicle of Higher Education. And, not knowing any better, he also kept reading The New York Timesclassifieds hoping to find those types of positions listed there as well.

Within a few days of making this new life-altering decision, he had sent out a half dozen new application letters to community colleges in the New York, New Jersey, Connecticut tri-state area from the Chronicleand one to Practical Entrepreneurial Management Training Institute (PEMTI), a local business school Dan had never heard of. The cryptic ad in the classified section of The New York Timesread: Academic Dean. Leading business school with branches throughout the tri-state area is searching for an Academic Dean for its Queens campus. Competitive salary and benefits. Master’s Degree required; Doctorate preferred. The only other information was an address for PEMTI at Queens Boulevard in Kew Gardens, an area not too far from Dan’s apartment.  He then waited for a call he was sure would come, oblivious to the fact that the lag time between the submission of an application for a dean’s position and the search committee selection of candidates for preliminary phone interviews and, eventually, on-campus interviews take months at traditional academic institutions, even at lower-level community colleges and baccalaureate institutions. But ignorance is bliss, and Dan eagerly expected a call or letter inviting him to an on-campus interview within a week of having sent the application.

It is said that even broken clocks are right twice a day—well, at least that’s true for the old-fashioned analog ones. And this morning, just three days after mailing his application, his phone rang.

“This is PEMTI calling. May I speak to Daniel Amor?” The woman’s husky, southern accented voice gave Dan a sudden adrenaline surge as he quickly responded, “This is he.”

“Good morning, Mr. Amor. I’m calling with regard to your application for the dean’s position. Will you please hold for the director, Mr. Lantz?”

“Yes, thank you.” Dan tried to keep his voice calm as his heart rate sped up further. A click on the line was followed almost immediately by the mellow voice of a man exuding cheerfulness.

“Dr. Amor?” The voice queried.

“Yes sir, good morning” Dan answered.

“Good morning. I’m Marvin Lantz, the school director. We received your application for the dean’s position and would like to bring you in for an interview. Are you available this week?”

“Any time this week is fine with me, Dr. Lantz,” Dan retorted without the usual response he knew he should give about having to consult his schedule in order to not appear overeager and unattractively unoccupied.

“Call me Marvin, please. I’m an MBA, not a Ph.D. or Ed.D. Can you come in tomorrow at 10:00 a.m.? We’re on Queens Boulevard about two blocks from the courthouse on the fourth floor of the Wang Office Building. Our school is actually on the fourth and fifth floors.”

“I know the area and have your address. I’ll be there at 10:00 a.m. Thank you. I look forward to meeting you, Mr. Lantz.”

“I’m looking forward to meeting you as well. See you then,” Marvin replied and hung up the phone.

Dan smiled widely. Finally, he had an interview he could really look forward to. He called his girlfriend, Linda, as soon as he got off the phone, eager to give her the good news.

“Morning babe,” he said as soon as she picked on the phone. “I have some great news!”

“Hi Dan. What is it?”

“I just got called in for an interview at a local business school for a dean’s position.”

“Yeah, and I just got crowned Miss Universe,” she scoffed.

“I’m serious!”

“You told me you sent out applications for deans’ positions a few days ago. How can they possibly be interviewing already?”

“I guess they know quality when they see it,” he quipped.

“Joke all you want, but be careful. I see a huge red flag popping up here.”

“Gosh, Linda. You’re such a damned pessimist. Why are you perpetually raining on my parade?”

“Because I love you and someone has to protect you from yourself. You always see the glass as half full, and even if someone takes the time to make you see it’s actually completely empty, you’ll point to rain clouds in the horizon and argue it will soon be full again.”

“So, shoot me for always looking at the bright side, Ms. Perpetual Party Pooper! For me the glass is always half full, true; for you it is always completely empty, dusty, cracked and lying in the middle of the Sahara Desert under six feet of sand,” Dan said with a tone of exasperation, yet knowing full well that she was right.

“Just be careful, Dan. Congratulations on getting the interview, but be wary.”

“I will, Linda. Have some faith in me, won’t you?”

“I have always had complete faith in you—it’s your judgment that worries me.”

“I’ve gotta go,” Dan said. “I’m off to the library to do some research. We can talk tonight,” Dan said, giving the receiver a kiss and hanging up the phone.

He knew Linda was right—she almost always was. He could be impulsive and allow his enthusiasm to cloud his judgment. Nevertheless, he felt some annoyance at Linda’s harping on the negative rather than exploring the positive. She was a realist who looked at the positive and the negative in every situation and parked herself somewhere in the middle. Dan was an idealist who had a hard time accepting any reality he found unpleasant or unfair and would look for a rainbow in the middle of a hurricane, even if it killed him.

After getting off the phone, he did what he did best: turn to the task at hand and devote his full attention to it. He needed to get as much information as possible about PEMTI in preparation for the interview with little time to do so. In the days before the Internet, a library’s holdings were the only effective way to research a prospective employer, so he headed for his car to take a quick trip to the St. John’s University library to find out anything he could about PEMTI. Unfortunately, it was a trip that would prove fruitless. The same was true of his trip to his public library.  Returning home that evening, he avoided going to see Linda as he knew she would harp on his need for caution and make him miserable. Instead, he called her, and they chatted on the phone briefly. He also called his parents who were much more enthusiastic about his good news knowing nothing about the usual process involved in a dean’s search and, therefore, offered Dan only the encouragement he craved.

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Chapter 2: The Interview (Part One)

The next morning, Dan got up early, put on his best suit and gathered his leather portfolio, placing extra copies of his resume and undergraduate and graduate transcripts in it along with three glowing letters of reference from professors who knew him well and could vouch for his intellectual acumen and skill set. Rather than take his car into an area where parking would likely pose a problem, he opted to take the subway, leaving his home at 9:00 a.m. for what should be at most a half hour trip door to door. Nothing beats the NYC subway system for getting around cheaply and quickly, especially during rush hour when bumper-to-bumper traffic moves at about the same rate as the average lethargic slug. Traffic flow is further impeded by traffic lights whose timing sequence seems to be set by particularly perverse, sadistic children during breaks from biting their baby siblings, torturing puppies and singeing the tail feathers of caged songbirds on sunny windowsills with magnifying glasses when their parents are not looking.

As he neared the ten-story office building that housed what might become his first academic home, he slowed his pace as he was nearly a half hour early and knew that he should not arrive earlier than fifteen minutes before his scheduled interview. He walked slowly past a variety of small shops, that included a Chinese restaurant with about a half dozen small tables visible through the front window, a pizzeria, a check cashing place sporting a prominent “Payday Loans” neon sign in its window, a bagel shop, a tattoo parlor and several bars. He continued past the office building towards the courthouse, enjoying the glorious early fall day. As he approached the courthouse, he could see dozens of lawyers going about their business, many of them accompanied by their clients chatting on their way to court or holding impromptu conferences. He smiled at the realization that it was often hard to distinguish criminal lawyers from their clients as they moved side by side on their way to and from the criminal courthouse. The lawyers, of course, could be discerned from their ubiquitous bulging leather briefcases, but seemed every bit as shabby, shifty and untrustworthy as their charges and wearing similarly rumpled off-the-rack suits and sports jackets. Even his criminal law professor in law school fit that mold—there was too much of the streets about them, a greater affinity to their clients than to the polish and eloquence that used to be associated with the legal profession in the days when lawyers were not free to hawk their services on commercials during television shows aimed at the terminally unemployable members of society with loud, obnoxious, misleading commercials. These echoed all the finesse and professionalism of local used car salespeople hawking their wares to individuals with toxic credit histories in the wee hours of the morning.

“Have you been injured by a slip and fall? Did the police find a kilo of heroin in your car after a traffic stop motivated by racial profiling?  Is the IRS hounding you because you’ve never paid taxes? Is your son doing poorly in school because he was slapped too hard on his fanny by the obstetrician at birth? Were you denied employment or a promotion because you are an unqualified drug user with a bad attitude, body odor and perpetual absenteeism caused by Chronic Lethargy Syndrome? You may be entitled to compensation. Call 1-800-SHEISTER and a lawyer will come to your home to discuss your case. No injury is too small or frivolous for us to pursue. The law firm of Sheister & Sheister is always on your side.” These commercials should come with the following rapidly-scrolling disclaimer in small print (but do not--a testament to the political clout bought by the very generous campaign contributions of trial lawyers in the United States):

“Disclaimer: we only take cases we know we can win with a minimum of effort, and then only on a 50-percent contingency fee basis. We routinely file cases with little or no merit knowing full well that judges will seldom throw them out on pretrial motions, and count on our ability to settle almost any claim for its nuisance value of $10,000 or less as the average litigation will cost defendants $25,000 in lawyer’s fees and it is cheaper for them to pay us $10,000 to go away than it is to win a Pyrrhic victory in court and have to pay their attorneys $25,000. After paying for court fees and some ancillary expenses off the top from the $10,000 nuisance judgment, we get about $4,500 for little or no work beyond basic motions filed by our underpaid paralegals, and you get $4,500 for any injury real or imagined that may have been caused by anyone you choose to sue. God Bless America, the only country on the planet in which lawyers have succeeded in maintaining the sanctity of the American Rule that prevents losing parties from having to pay the legal expenses of the prevailing party.”

After walking past the courthouse killing time and thinking these dangerous, subversive thoughts that would get him immediately voted off the island by his brothers and sisters of the bar, he turned around after a leisurely seven-minute stroll and slowly walked back. He made his way to the fourth floor at precisely 9:45 a.m.

“Dan Amor to see Mr. Lantz,” he told the smiling receptionist. “He’ll be with you in a moment.” She picked up the phone, punched a button and announced, “Mr. Amor is here to see you.” She then turned to Dan and said sweetly, “Please sit down. He’ll be right with you “

Before Dan had a chance to take a seat, a smiling, short, thin man in his late thirties with short hair in an almost perfect horseshoe pattern around a gleaming, bald head opened the inner door to the right of the reception area and offered Dan a broad smile. “Good morning, Dan. Please come in. I’m Marvin. It’s good to meet you.” Marvin extended his hand to Dan who shook it firmly, saying “It’s a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for seeing me.”

Marvin held the door open and asked Dan to pass through. Dan noted what appeared to be a metal detector as he walked through the threshold, while also noticing another metal detector on the wider door to the left of the reception area that must lead to the classrooms given the number of young people carrying books that he saw walking through it. Unlike today, metal detectors at a school in the 1980s was something Dan had never seen before and found curious. Marvin pointed to the end of the hallway and said, “My office is just down the hall, please follow me.” On the way to Marvin’s office, Dan saw several small offices with people busy at work at their desks, and a large office just before Marvin’s door that looked like a phone bank with a half dozen people working the phones in diminutive cubicles.

As he walked inside Marvin’s office, Dan noticed a short man with mid-length hair staring out the large picture window at the traffic below on Queens Boulevard. The man’s shirt, though clean and of apparent good quality, was rumpled and looked slept in. The man turned his attention to Marvin and to Dan when he heard them come in. Unlike Marvin’s conservative blue tie and a pressed shirt, the man’s tie sported a cacophony of discordant colors that could have been designed by a chimp of subpar intelligence on an acid trip supplied with finger paints in all the primary colors for its hands and feet. The man immediately walked towards Dan with his hand extended in the style of life insurance salesmen, car dealers and televangelists the world over.

“Good to meet you, Dan. I’m Jerry Mason, Vice President for Administration of PEMTI,” the man said, enthusiastically shaking Dan’s hand. “Marvin and I will be interviewing you today and appreciate your coming to see us on short notice.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Mason. Thank you for granting me this interview,” Dan replied meeting the man’s smile, though not quite matching it’s size or intensity.

“Call me Jerry. We Don’t stand on ceremony here, plus I don’t hold a doctorate, just an MS in Marketing. Please, sit down,” he added, pointing to one of two padded leather chairs in front of a massive mahogany desk. ”You too, Marvin. I’ll just stand if you don’t mind.” Marvin smiled and took the seat, but not before offering Dan a cup of coffee or tea, pointing to an elegant side table with freshly brewed coffee, china cups and saucers, a matching sugar bowl, and silver spoons. The office smelled pleasantly of vanilla and fresh brewed French roast coffee. Dan waved off the offer with thanks and sat down, opening his leather portfolio on his lap.

“Would either of you like a copy of my resume or letters of reference?” He asked, looking at both men. “No thank you,” Marvin replied. “We both have a copy and have reviewed it carefully,” he added. Jerry leaned back on the windowsill behind Marvin’s desk and studied Dan while Marvin spoke. “Why don’t you begin by telling us a little about yourself and why you want this job,” Marvin added with a pleasant smile.

Dan covered the basics about his education, training and commitment to higher education. He emphasized his ability to learn almost anything quickly, his legal training and adaptability. He touched on his academic credentials and eclectic competencies as well as his ability to work well both in groups and in self-directed projects.  He closed by explaining that he was a young attorney who did not wish to practice law but instead had chosen to pursue a career in higher education, preferring the intangible rewards and self-satisfaction that career offered over the pecuniary rewards available to a competent young lawyer, with native-language proficiency in Spanish in a city with an insufficient number of attorneys that could effectively serve the needs of a growing Latin American community.  Dan knew but did not mention the insultingly deficient “bilingual attorneys “ whose inability to effectively communicate orally or in writing in Spanish was at once amusing , dangerous and insulting to the clients they targeted through the Spanish-language media.

Dan did not try to address what he anticipated the interviewers would ask as his weakness—lack of experience—was obvious, and he preferred not to raise any negative issue until he was asked about it. The second question, however, he did not anticipate, and it came from Jerry.

“How do you feel about for-profit education?”

Dan answered honestly and immediately. “I really have not given the matter much thought. However, I believe that college is not for everyone, and that there is a very real gap in career training that community colleges are increasingly failing to meet. Most have turned away from their original job-training mission and become feeders for four-year schools. A majority of graduates with associate degrees lack any real marketable skills and are prepared almost exclusively to transfer to a four-year institution that too often will offer similar bachelor’s degrees of little use for those seeking employment.” Both Jerry and Marvin nodded, smiled, and looked at each other as Dan said this.

“I have an uncle who learned typing skills from one business institute or other in Manhattan that saved him from an infantry position when he volunteered to serve in Korea” Dan continued. “He served very near to the front lines, but in a clerical position that kept him out of the infantry because of his office skills. He is a writer now and a retired high school teacher. I envy him the touch-typing skill which served him well and could have earned him a living as a clerk in any number of companies if the G.I. Bill had not allowed him to pursue undergraduate and graduate degrees through the City University of New York and NYU. I also have two very good married friends who trained as beauticians and own their own salon. He is a construction worker who helps out during the winter off season, and she is someone who survived radical cancer surgery in her late teens that left her with physical disabilities that would have precluded her from holding many jobs for which she was otherwise qualified. Both are successful, productive and very happy in their work which would not have been possible other than by attending a proprietary school in NYC. I support for-profit education because I have seen it work, as long as it is offered at a reasonable cost and provides good practical training for individuals that for whatever reason cannot or choose not to go to college.” All of this was true, and it was very well received by both Jerry and Marvin.

“You would be surprised to learn how many people disagree with that point of view,” Jerry said, smiling broadly once again. “But of course we completely agree with you, and we do provide an excellent education at a fair price. We also provide graduates with job placement assistance when they graduate, free of charge and for as long as they need it, not just help in getting their first job after completing their training.”

“That sounds terrific,” Dan said, again meaning it.

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The love of Jesus is unbreakable. The dove of Jesus is unforsakable. I ain't rocking with y'all. The saints is locking the wall. Worship God in spirit and in truth. Watch the earth shift now they fear it cause the game is bluetooth.

The Lord won't fail. Tryna destroy me in the war with the jail. Jesus really took the nail. You can't give the devil an opportunity. You got to live on the level with copper immunity. I ain't joining the game. The saints is coining the same.

You need the holy spirit in Jesus Christ to overcome the world. I been freed and now they fear it cause I know the price of where I'm from in the Word. My citizenship is in heaven. I ain't getting the realest sin of chip they can't win in seven.

Please listen to God cause the beast is glitching truth hard. They lease the distance cause most is switching the card. Hope it's a royal flush. I can cope cause my soul can't be touched. The world is naked. The Word is sacred. I'm real no fake cred.

Humble as a dove and wise as serpents. Can't crumble my love the skies is merging. Bragging rights cause lagging nights. All over they tagging rights. Submit to God and resist the devil. Some get the heart's plan and won't 6ix on any level.

The angels keep me company. I'mma lion if the bengals come for me. Something like Mufasa. Dance with the rhythm like salsa. They said I wouldn't make it. Now that I'm paid they couldn't fake it. I'm talking spiritual currency. This is a biblical emergency.

I'm in the Body of Christ. They got the sim in the Audi of rights. I don't do no Illuminati. I been known I wasn't the body. Heart bigger than the ocean. From the start y'all were triggered by the devotion. Listen within. They kissing the myth of sin.

If you know it all then why you tryna ball when the world about to fall. Why didn't you pickup the call. Y'all put God on voicemail. Break the wall of the heart's noise bail. Now folk ain't sure of their faith. Jesus said endure until the end to be saved.

Our Creator who is God loves you. Grinding Ike a skater my heart flying the sky above you. I don't seek no vengeance. The meek glow in repentance.  Foolishness and nonsense. True kiss I was blessed by her conscience. They throwing up the 6ix folk nauseous.

The world is ending and that ain't trending. When you got the juice that ain't gon be on the news. Jesus Christ gave me my rights. What version is buried. Katy Perry. Texas is the hot spot. Got a Lexus right out the lot. Easter is for Caesar. NWO teaser.

The Gospel I amplify. My soul ain't camouflaged. Hell mission is being broadcast on television. God told me the prayer. It's odd how they sold the Mayor. Open up the Bible. Hoping for the title. The war is spiritual not atomic. The Lord is universal karmic.

My jersey is number 144. They tryna curse me with the jumper but they can't even score. Iso mode like Luka. The advice is gold no mudra. They throwing the 6ix. I'm knowing the Knicks. New World Order is on the arrival. Truth like mortar in survival.

Knowledge, wisdom, understanding. Been to college mind my business talked about UFOS landing. Show love. Glow like a dove. God above. I don't bluff. Haven't the world had enough. Ain't nothing made up. Holy spirit is why they want me in cuffs.

My heart is lavish no time for savage. Bread and cabbage I ain't famished. Cup of suffering. What's up with the buffering. Listen to God whether pleasant or unpleasant. Keep your distance the devil ain't new by my heart just know I'm heaven sent.

Align the vibe of the sign. See thru the game. Free thru Jesus name. The war turns on when the door burns on. My energy is like an earthquake. The enemy want my worth on a stake. Like our Savior Christ. Can't waiver in the nights. New day. I don't play.

I testify that God blessed my eyes. Now I rest in the skies. Heavenly thoughts. Bought that Cadillac from the Seventies out the lot. Been a threat like the atomic. They been had dread cause folk is demonic. What's outer space. Holy spirit is saving grace.

The Lord God is with you at all times. Spiritual war go hard cause the victory is in your prime. Folk got a target on my head. Pray you woke only God I dread. The decision of love is what I envision in the dove. Break the television it's all made up.

Put the world on voicemail. Diamonds and pearls ain't noise bail. You got a choice heaven or hell. So many secrets folk won't tell. No regrets my soul I ain't sell. I stand with Jesus cause lucifer fell. God fearing my heart will prevail.

I'm on a shifting difference. Time ain't gone we all need living deliverance. I'm in the Bible. The lime wash the sin it's vital. In my prime I rebuke the idol. So much crime read Luke I glow. The world gon be nuked with snow. Holy spirit is how I know.

It breaks my heart to see they been snakes from the start. They were with the devil. The Word is a gift on any level. They thought I wouldn't wake up. They fought to see me lake up. Lamb's Book of Life. They shook cause I really survived.

Trust in the Highest Power who is God the Alpha and Omega. Babylon won't blush in the wireless flower of the heart where the lava is like balling for the Lakers. Had to get traded to the Saints. At times I'm sad but it faded cause I'm dunking in the paint.

We got to holy spirit the world. A lot fear it cause the truth is love's pearl. I know they hear it I'm in the booth the news is bluetooth. I'm breaking the legacy of what the letters see. I don't sign deals. I won't loan to find wheels. My grind is real.

Heart of a lamb in wisdom of peace so it's heaven or hell. The problem is the system of the beast which is being upheld. Destroyed Frankenstein with Frankincense. This intense like the smell of incense. But I don't burn it. A blind eye I won't turn it.

Chosen destiny. They posing next to me.  Keep your distance. Peep the score for instance. The game ain't honey. I don't care about fame or money. I'm content with what I have. You don't want to play and feel God's wrath. Only truth left in the aftermath.

Take heart and faint not. They fake since the start been want you to rot. That was expected. On the cross Jesus was disrespected. God woke me up so the world wouldn't choke me up. What happened to the Body of Christ. Folk capping for Illuminati rights.

Once you get in the Scriptures the world is triggered. Everyday the streets is mourning. Better pray cause Mark of the Beast warning. I'm not playing with anybody. The earth gon rot cause y'all praying to Illuminati.

The prophecy is for this generation. They got a policy for the 6ix revelation. Don't get caught in the crossfire. What they thought was lost in the wire. Immaculate conception. The fact you made it without their connection. Watch out for the deception.

The blessing of a lifetime. I'm confessing my primetime. The meek attract. Watch out for the sneak attack. The Gospel is authority over the earth. Every soul is accordingly sober with worth. Trust in Jesus by the spirit. You in a rush not to hear it.

Think on a heavenly tip. Drink on a heavenly sip. The game and matrix is merging. Jesus name is the ancient version. They know Christ is within me. Pray for my soul the silence listen to me. I went through the fire so my truth wouldn't expire.

You know what I mean. Glow in any scene. I was instructed carry your cross or get destructed. Watch what you doing. In Galatians I'm fluent. I been beaming in my prime what an improvement. Demon time is a movement. I ain't on it. Holy spirit got me wanted.

I awakened to my heart. A star in the making from the start. The vision of love. I'm on a mission like a dove. Now folk scared. Cause they know salvation is rare. The truth hits like bluetooth with grits. The world shifted when I found out I was gifted.

Hypothetically. Prophetically. Got the game on ice. Jesus name is the Christ. The outer is mixed with powder. Within I always listen. Her rose I'm kissing. How many souls in prison. On all levels. I don't ball with devils. God is awake. They heart is fake.

For righteousness sake. The Word is sure how is it fake. I won't cross over. Even in the frost my mind sober. Suffering cause the world is a lover of sin. They couldn't mold me so they almost sold me. They don't care. The way I feel is so rare.

Touchdown to heaven like a Saints running back. I can't hush now like a reverend that won't faint when they summon the pack. Free safety like I played for Auburn. Can't flee eternity the devil pray we all burn. The game is cooked. You in the Lamb's Book.

Smile with purity. Holy spirit is my security. The game is like closed caption. In Jesus name I rose with a passion. I can't be tamed that's why they gnashing. I'm in God's hands. So much crime on God's land. My time is in God's plans.

When it comes to The Gospel I won't budge. Repent wherever you from dear soul I can't judge. Jesus was really sent the miracle why you hold a grudge. The game is bent with mold that's why that filth is smudge. Power like Clark Kent my heart feel that nudge.

Submit to God. Love is not a myth of the heart. Resist the devil cause they in the 6ix on any level. Be strengthened in the Lord. The key is ancient in the war. This is spiritual through the biblical. Stay present. The world lost it's essence.

My heart is tapped into peace. It been start they capped into the beast. I rather be in ministry than the industry. Nothing ain't gon make me switch up on God. They fronting cause I won't fake up in the glitch up when it's hard.

We know the protocol. I glow like a star. Diamond tough. They can't sign me up. No deals allowed. My heart is real so they like how. They took a satanic vow. The world got me like wow. God with me. The devil tryna sift me. The Word lift me.

Wake up in the Word. Shake up the world. Endurance I don't need insurance. I love God with all my heart. Life is hard not a myth this the start. Gird up my loins. Bird up the coins. Biblically tapped in. They spiritually capped in. Now typically mapped in.

Look at the situation. The Book is for the generation. It's not about the money. It's about clout that's why they act funny. Biblical my life is a miracle. Imperishable seed. The sim is a searchable feed. I awaken. Soon they ain't gon be no faking.

My heart getting bigger. They starting to get triggered. God makes no mistake that's why Jesus was on the stake. Let the holy spirit use you 100. They fear it I could see the dread. The Lord has so much compassion. In this war I'm clutch what they asking.

Tap into the holy ghost. They cap the world is toast. Learned my lesson. They yearn for my stressing. My vibration was muddied up. My hydration is studied up. God works in mystery. It hurts what happened in history. Just know that Jesus got the victory.

I'm walking in the century. They talking injury. MVP ain't no benching me. In my family they was lynching me. My soul heavenly that's why I'm transcending the streets. I ain't taking no kiss of the beast. I'mma saint waking all with peace.

Heard the truth. Spit the Word in the booth. Protect the youth. Shift the world like caps lock. It ain't a myth that the earth is tapped in the Rock. Which is God. They done switch how odd. The game glitch when I pulled the card. Homerun the pitch at heart.

I pray to my Maker. I don't play for the Lakers. Spiritually attuned. Biblically immuned. My energy is explosive. My enemy sold me like Joseph. The game is cold. Jesus name is gold. The devil got them wild. Every level I'm able to smile.

Currently in silence. Urgently they sin off violence. It's an emergency cause the earth is love's balance. The pure in heart shall see God. Be sure it already start that's why it's hard. We need to repent. Buried as a seed with intent.

What I symbolize even the lions know I'm the truth. If you didn't catch that you hypnotized by the glow in the booth. Roaring in the jungle. Touring where the sun go. Trust God in Jesus. The world crushed in the thesis. The Lord won't leave us.

My heartbeat is powered by the holy spirit. When I start to meet the Father they fear it. I'm talking the true and living God. I'm walking brand new forgiven from my dark. Glow like the stars of the nights. To know then read the Bible for your rights.

Pay attention. I don't need your mention. Can't relate we got different fate. I was destined to be great. It's a blessing for your mind to be in the right state. Got the Word of God on my plate. The whole point is to walk thru the gates.

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The Gospel of Jesus must be amplified. Every soul of believers is in the world camouflaged. We're engulfed in the illusion. The Word is not bluff cause God ain't of confusion. Your energy doesn't lie. The enemy ain't no cousin of eye.

Be able to endure cause the world is x ray. Fix the cable and see the cross in the Word is the next pay. Don't lose your grind cause the news is on your mind. You acting like paradise here. They faxing mesmerized fear. Just observe. Don't trust the earth.

How long you gon act fake. They vow to be strong in the wrong pact of sake. Folk don't care if they can make you perish. They woke to dare the brand to service. We ain't talking race. The saints walking in grace. By the holy spirit. They fear it.

Free in any confinement. Got the key to any assignment. 10 days in prison cause you won't bow down to satan in vision. Tryna lock me up cause I'm locked in the Word. Tryna rock me up cause I'm rocked up by the Word.

Real life implications. Heal to survive the indications. We're watching a sitcom. The Word is starching sin cause of the income. If or when America get hit with a nuke then it's World War 3. It ain't a myth of character in truth of the more free.

Always claim Jesus. No days will God leave us. I wasn't supposed to make it this far. Studied from Muslims, Hindus and Buddhists to be a star. From Judaism got the truest wisdom. I'm talking Biblical. Walking spiritual. I don't coexist. Ain't no diss.

Stream The Gospel worldwide. The dream of every soul made the earth cry. Team Jesus now I know the devil want to see me die. Maximize my potential in salvation. I survived the exponential in revelation. Y'all faking. I don't play with satan.

They say my heart bent but let me vent like Clark Kent. Cups of salvation but I don't bartend. The world's love been hardened. Dear God let our lives be pardoned. Now I see my star potential. I was lost in the dark with past due credentials.

Whole heartedly. I'm like gold the sun is guarding me. Keep my spirit ivory. I seen they fear it like I know Jesus died for we. You don't want to take the wrong turn. What you on is fake cause ain't no concern. He rose like poetry. Case closed it's loyalty.

Only Jesus name you can't con cause New World Order is illegal. The game foul like LeBron at the free throw. You ain't gon put me in the lake. Under the sun y'all are fake. In the moonlight it's a goon night. This ain't race. Are you saved by grace.

Life ain't kidding. The truth ain't hidden. In the booth the game is forbidden. Can't do the bluetooth I ain't quitting. Every pitch I'm home run hitting. Remember on the bench I was sitting. The Mark of the Beast I ain't getting.

Faithful until the last drop. I'm grateful for the will of the past crop. We're in the end times. The world sins like ten times. But I keep it a hundred. It's deep cause the sun is my bread. I know they the Feds. I ain't dying for street cred.

Today is for salvation. I pray for every nation. Jesus with no filter. Babylon the masons built her. The spirit of love disturbs the evil. I know they fear it cause of the people. Don't get MK Ultra'd like the Beatles. Watch out for them needles.

It's a brighter day. I'mma a fighter so I pray. Reject the game right away. God will provide a way. Jesus is not hate speech. My fate can't be impeached. The choice was made. Y'all making deals to get paid. Clout free. What you want to know about me.

Invest in yourself. The best is more health. Every soul has the aspect. Don't grow weary I know it's drastic. My heart like gold they want me in a casket. From the start I was dunking on any basket. In the dark they cloning the plastic.

I know the feeling. I glow with the healing. Biblical eyes see thru the spiritual lies. In the Word I'm soaked. The world swear they woke. Are you tapped in the holy spirit of salvation. The truth ain't cap they fear it in every nation.

I made The Gospel my choice with my eyes closed. The world gon fade cause the skies froze. Jesus paid the price. That's why it's beautiful when you in Christ. Be willing to fight thru the pain. Break the ceiling so the truth can reign.

I'm in salvation. It's not about the skin for every nation. I know it's hard but I got to stay with God. Your energy speaks volume. The enemy tryna greet me in a tomb. The Word is for the earth. I shatter the backboard. It matter now they tryna backdoor.

My heart is truly awakened. Life is real why you faking. The path is narrow. The math is sparrow. My soul is love. I glow like a dove. The world is demonic. I ain't astonished. To the beast they pay homage. My peace is biblical knowledge.

We the new martyrs no matter who the hardest. Godhood is what the biblical taught us. I mean tapping into life's potential. Behind the scene they lost all credentials. Y'all in the game. I'm in Jesus name. My rest is love. I'm blessed by the dove.

The Word I pray cause satan hating on me. Heard they waiting for me. Spiritual archaeologist. Biblical is what the masons diss. The game is like sweepstakes. In Jesus name they like the Deep State. Energy lets it be known. Enemy tryna get you cloned.

What Jesus did on the cross. We know the devil already lost. They tried to ruin me. They didn't know God was pruning me. Preparation of the seats and chairs. Separation of the wheat and tares. My style like a wrestler. Now the war on Tesla.

Standing on business. The Word is my witness. God said He got my back. That's why I won't turn back. We know Jesus coming back. Can't make no deal. Lake of fire my soul is real. Can't participate in the madness. Watch how they administrate the fragments.

Please repent cause the disease of sin won't relent. They 6ix the bird cause it's atomic in any chapel. This world is satanic to its core like an apple. Stand in the holy spirit. The devil can't win so they fear it. Submit to God. Love uplifts your heart.

We all need salvation. Separate the wheat in every nation. Y'all mistake what Christ did on the wire. I don't think y'all want to play with that lake of fire. The angels put me in the choir. Lions and bengals got them shook cause ain't I tired.

Truth is crystal clear. That bluetooth connects the fear. Hidden in plain sight. Driven in the rain night. Where's the transparency. The world tryna embarrass me. They see the light of salvation. Pray to make it right in every nation.

I'm inspired by God. The fight is hard. Crisis actors but this is real. They got a license to practice only love heal. It's sad to see the world turned to sadducees. What's going on I had to see. You need the holy ghost. The only seed is to keep Jesus close.

Wake up from this illusion totally. They fake up in confusion when you expose evil openly. The game is on ice. The name is Jesus Christ. God made my life. I know it's hard I prayed for a wife. My love is universal. The dove is truth it's not personal.

Tap into unconditional love. They cap cause the truth is nutritional no sub. With all this the world is still doing evil. Ain't no myth in the Word we're all equal. River flow. Heaven glow. Only God I fear. They act odd cause Judgement Day is near.

I been acting like I have sinner's grace. Forgive me God I've been feeling the wrath in my inner space. These days love is heartless. Three days of darkness. Tripping like my kicks unlaced. Salvation doesn't involve race. Judgement Day is a closed case.

The Scriptures biblically got me richer spiritually. I'm talking about illumination of the heart. How I'm walking with no doubt I knew this ancient love from the start. Your time is now. My soul with that lime got me wow. The world on the slime vow.

I done came with the Lamb. They gon get tamed by the scam. Anyone trying to deceive in any form. Chosen ones we the lion cause we can achieve in any storm. Put your heart to the test. From the dark to the light no flex. I know my soul blessed.

Spiritual discernment and biblical discipline. What a miracle how life is turning cause they fear my soul need insulin. I see they in a cult of the world. We the salt of the earth. Body of Christ. They really bodied Christ. But he rose. My love grows.

Keep your heart open in respect to Jesus. Peep how dark folk hoping they can inject the visas. The world is on that spirit of the devil. The Word they fear it on every level. If you're beautiful or tough who cares. If you're spiritual in love that's rare.

You can't forget this is how the world get. Just know the Mark I won't get. The glow in the dark is how I felt. When it snow the shark melt. My soul like Clark Kent. No kryptonite. I got a grip on life. The test is your love. Our best is the dove.

We're all expressions of love. The Word is all dimensions of the dove. What's up with the old heads. They know what's up with the gold dreads. I'm talking natural. They walking magical. This is heart centered. Be careful cause the dark has entered.

Enduring thru the pain. Repenting thru the rain. The investment of the game. No deal is worth it. Keep it real love is perfect. Stay obedient to the holy spirit. They in allegiance to lucifer so truth they can't hear it. God is my only fear they act weird.

As I move thru the matrix. I can prove how the earth shift. The quest for knowledge. I was blessed with college. I thought I knew you. Don't think this is to you. Got to break all myths. They want you in the lake cause of your gift. I got grace no drip.

I'm getting stronger in my faith. I don't wonder how much longer I must wait. I just want to enter heaven's gates. They feel a way cause I got panther traits. I heal when I pray my soul they cannot penetrate. I'm real my love is what I demonstrate.

We the flamed seed. Let the rain bleed. They act holier but I still got the fact like magnolia. They nearly tore me when they heard my story. Folk mad cause I survived. The energy now is only vibes. Tap into salvation. You cap cause life is ancient.

The way to navigate thru the matrix is to walk in the holy spirit. I pray for the Advocate cause when the earth shift the world gon fear it. The Mark I won't get cause my soul is ancient and I still got to watch out for the Iscariot.

We're equal in speaking love. Evil is weakened by the dove. They want y'all in Space X. They changed the font so you could sin and taste death. God is your Creator. Life is hard but there's more greater. The illest in what grieved us. The realest is Jesus.

My heart sees life in it's realest. I won't die in the dark I survived the illest. The world is satanic. The Word is a mechanic. The victory is in Jesus Christ. History still hasn't paid the price. It's a new season because salvation is without leasing.

Glory To The Highest. My story you can't hide this. Thru the thick and thin it's always been God within. Stay away from the stock. Stay away from the block. The Church was built on the Rock. The search for the quilt got them shocked.

Please stay faithful to Jesus. I'm on my knees prayed thankful God didn't leave us. Devils everywhere. Does the world care. This is getting out of hands but I'm in God's hands. Most of the earth rejected the holy ghost birth.

Treasure the present moment. Pressure of the crescent omen. This ain't wonderland. No I don't understand. They can't stare in my eyes cause they see paradise. God's up in the Word. What's up with the world. Submit to God. Don't quit on God.

Leave the world alone because they weave the Word to clone. Y'all worried about drones. What about what's buried in stones. They want to shut down the phones. Valley of the dry bones. Salvation is free ain't no loans.

Feel like a ghost writer. Had the zeal for the all nighter. See thru the spider. I got tea no apple cider. My heartbeat is a fighter. The dark streets is getting tighter. Rest In Peace where's your lighter. Stay sober the days will be brighter.

I know the history. The glow is a mystery. The Word is passion. The world is not lasting. Better not test the streets. Any weather bless the streets. Everywhere I ain't scared. Separate the wheat from the tares. We have to care. Jesus love is rare.

Divine opportunity. I don't mind being offered true royalty. Root branch of Jesse. My fruit got me a mansion the Lord blessed me. I'm talking seated in cosmic places. How I'm walking atomic faces. They ready to blow up cause they see the glow up.

The last won't design me. My past don't confine me. The cash don't define me. Lot of folk got pride. On the spot the yoke can't hide. I'm tryna free you. Want to know the real truth. Tired of the lies. We been wired to the skies. Feel the fire in the cries.

Have grace and compassion. Folk in space but that's a distraction. I'm realizing why the world is not in utter chaos. Stop idolizing those who died cause there's bread and butter in the playoffs. Most mix their faith. They in the six I'm saved.

The Lord Jesus. What's in store if God won't leave us. The sun's blessed no hate not with satan. Congress and Senate be on vacation. I'mma lieutenant of salvation. Time to get repentant in every nation. Salute the Body. I ain't with Illuminati.

I'm doing what God called me to do. They been knewing I wouldn't ball with the crew. I done came from the struggle. Sun of flames I had the Lord's muscle. Chosen ones your gifts is to save lost souls. Vibes on salvation. Times in revelation.

I was at the crossroads. God saved my soul with The Gospel. Free of the ego. Speak no evil. Enlightenment is one with God. They frightened cause I'm in the heart. Mark Of The Beast warning. Dark streets the world mourning. Earth gon burn. Please discern.

You need the holy ghost. Satan got the world froze. Drop the masons a tag. Stop chasing a bag. Everybody swear they the chosen one. Illuminati is aware of the closet one. That wasn't the case. Only God deserves praise. Jesus is Savior. Can't waiver.