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Please-when you teach me, have patience, so that I will enjoy learning.
Please-when you talk with me, show respect, so I will believe in myself.
Please-when you walk with me, see me as an equal, so that I will see all others that way.
Please-when you correct me, do it with love, so I will not live a life of anger.
Please-when you interact with others, show charity, so that I will learn to give of myself.
Please-when you have done me wrong, apologize, so I will learn to forgive others.
Please-when you make a mistake, don't let it get you down, so I will learn to forgive myself.
Please-when you are with your loved ones, especially your spouse, show unconditional love,
so that my relationships will be eternal.
Please-when another disagrees with you, show understanding, so I will learn that
most things are not wrong, only different.
Please-demonstrate a life of commitment and moderation, so that I may live to an old age.
Please-remember me-get to know me-for I am humanities future-I am a child.
-Daniel B. Mlotkowski AKA NakeDan

Even an angels wings can have gilded edges,
A little swirl of dark in the beautiful white feathers.
Hidden from view, they're locked away in our mind,
behind a huge, heavy door labeled "children only".
The angel waits there, behind your door, with your wings,
that you left from your childhood, she waits sad and lonely.
She cries day and night, the sad and lonely angel,
she cries for your plight,
she knows every day you fight,
that you must constantly prove your might.
She knows that sometimes you hurt those you love,
just like their angels know they sometimes hurt you.
she yearns for them to know you with your wings,
the real you,
she knocks on the door constantly,
praying for you to answer,
to give you your wings,
to watch you become a sky dancer,
to fly above the earth bound rings.
She cries out to those you love,
"don't look at this shell, look up above"
look behind the door, see me with my wings,
don't judge me by the words an adult sings,
'cause that person, I am, often hurts you,
because you too, no longer have your wings.
- Daniel B Mlotkowski AKA NakeDan

LET THOSE WHO DO NOT PARTICIPATE BE SILENT !
LET THOSE WHO PARTICIPATE SPEAK ONLY
TO THE DEGREE OF THEIR PARTICIPATION
- Daniel B Mlotkowski AKA NakeDan

Too many people are trying to live by the moral’s and value’s
developed by one particular religion or group, mostly thousands
of years ago. This becomes an internal imbalance in our modern
society. One must adopt only the mores and value’s that suit them,
and be open to different or new one’s. Make your own mind up.
- Daniel B Mlotkowski

Intelligent People-
Talk About Idea’s
Average People-
Talk About Things
Small People-
Talk About Other People
- Unknown

Shooter called the Naked Handyman
I invented this shot one saturday afternoon. I hope y'all like it.

Equal parts:

Jägermeister
Stolichnaya Vodka
Bailey's Irish Cream
(maybe just a little more of the Baily's)

Pour over ice and strain into shot glass, Enjoy !

Man has searched for his soul, since he has been man.
So much confusion, to explain something immortal, through mortal eyes.
Something nonphysical, through physical thoughts.
Conjecture and hypothesis, from the learned and the not.
Where does it exist ?
Can we measure it ?
Such folly.
Love is your answer, and a simple one at that.
When we fear, do we not-
fear death ?
fear pain ?
fear ridicule ?
fear aloneness ?
But when we love, A TRUE PURE LOVE-
do we fear death
do we fear pain
do we fear ridicule
do we fear being alone
This is when these mortal, physical beings briefly touch their own soul.
But only through pure undiluted love, completely free of fear.
Then, and only then, can we see with clear eyes, the answers for which we have so
desperately searched.
Fear drives us from love, goads us into complacency, it destroys, it creates a distance
between humanity, fear is mortality.
Love is comfort, it does not recognize time, it has no bias, it never started, and will never end.
We do not have to create love, for it has always been there, only remove fear, for it is man made.
Then we can see our soul.
-Daniel B. Mlotkowski AKA NakeDan

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