Chicago Leadership

Maureen Uche is Allah

World Administrator of A Syllabus of Parental Care of Caliphate Allah-Patrick Dodge

A Syllabus of Parental Care of Caliphate Allah

Maureen Uche Institute (MUI

Clinical Leadership Administration (CLA)

 

Yearly Goal: “Father, I desire that they also whom You gave Me may be with Me where I am, that they may behold My glory which You have given Me; for You loved Me before the foundation of the world. O righteous Father! The world has not known You, but I have known You; and these have known that You sent Me. And I have declared to them Your name, and will declare it, that the love with which You loved Me may be in them, and I in them.”-John 17:23-26

 

Topic:  That they may behold My glory.

 

Phase One 

Pseudo-Latin Original lyrics

Here Comes the King

Opus libis, opus sanctis, inturbatus, inconsultus,

integritas, incurda.

Tempus domi, sancti, curdus,

tempus domi, sancti, curdus.

Imotatus, inconsultus, integritas, inturbatus!

English Translation

Here comes the King

A work of offering, a sacred work, Imperturbable, unthinking, Honest and upright.

In the house of time, holy and heartful,

In the house of time, holy and heartful.

Immutable, unthinking, honest and imperturbable!

 

Phase Two

O Fortuna

velut luna

statu variabilis,

semper crescis

aut decrescis;

vita detestabilis

nunc obdurat

et tunc curat

ludo mentis aciem,

egestatem,

potestatem

dissolvit ut glaciem.

Sors immanis

et inanis,

rota tu volubilis,

status malus,

vana salus

semper dissolubilis,

obumbrata

et velata

michi quoque niteris;

nunc per ludum

dorsum nudum

fero tui sceleris.

Sors salutis

et virtutis

michi nunc contraria,

est affectus

et defectus

semper in angaria.

Hac in hora

sine mora

corde pulsum tangite;

quod per sortem

sternit fortem,

mecum omnes plangite!

O Fortune,

like the moon

you are changeable,

ever waxing

ever waning;

hateful life

first oppresses

and then soothes

playing with mental clarity;

poverty

and power

it melts them like ice.

Fate – monstrous

and empty,

you whirling wheel,

you are malevolent,

devoid of security

and ever fading to nothing,

shadowed

and veiled

you plague me too;

now through the game

I bring my bare back

to your villainy.

Fate, in health

and virtue

is against me,

driven on

and weighted down,

always enslaved.

So at this hour

without delay

pluck the vibrating strings;

since Fate

strikes down the strong,

everyone weep with me![