“I sound my barbaric yamp over the roofs of the world.”
Walt Whitman – Song Of Myself
I don’t know you but I know you.
Your marketing is too nice.
It’s a wet noodle in a pot of lukewarm spaghetti.
In today’s noisy world, you need a yawp.
You need to grow a pair.
Find your primal voice. Set aside your shoulds. Shun your shame. Dig deep.
Do Shit That Matters,