
The pursuit of happiness pushes happiness away, like a snow plow pushes snow
I find myself more often than not, in complete sync with my favorite people, one of them is Roy H. Williams, the Wizard of Ads, famous ad man with a whole school of like-minded amazing expert, and thousands of students.
Roy H. Williams is a Christian, and that bothers me, but it’s the concept that bothers me, not the man. He writes about the subject I have been pursuing on this blog for the past week or so… so here is his piece from today’s Monday Morning Memo.

Many people may say to you: to be successful, you need to have fire in the belly. You need to be hungry.
Being ((The state or quality of being being; existence)) is a tricky word, in every language I know. We use it as if it were cheap, inconsequential, but it causes mischief.
I’d like to write about love, or being loving today.
As you know I am dyslexic. Very dyslexic. Reading even my own articles online is nearly impossible.
The purveyors of hope
As far as I can see back, Christmas was a painful reminder that I am alone.
Yourself!
Lots of people, women and men, have a feeling that they are just placeholders or commodities for their friends or lovers.