"Door's Of Perception"

"Beyond the doors of perception,
Lies a Banquet.
So feast your eyes, my friends,
and share the vision!"

                                    By: James Dewitt

Feeling Like Frankenstein Being Held Together By String

 I have stitches in the tip of my index finger that are Frankenstein in nature(accidental cut). I feel and know that now that with a patchwork finger, my haphazard existence shows. I'm held together by strings and now wallah, people can see a little bit of myself. I don't think that it should matter to anyone but me, and it probably does.
  If your held together by string, and illness or not you probably are. Bark like a dog, howl at the mailman, pop a frigging balloon, do something absurd, right now! Crimmeney!  join the madness that is life.
Mental illness or not, LIFE IS CRAZY GET ON THE GRAVY TRAIN! Sadly I know that you won't stick your ass on the window to moon passerby's, or make a slushy while scrapping the freezer clean, by defrosting life's content. Seriously, don't do the last one, it's gross, probably work with some frosty syrup, but nevertheless gross. Fish stick crumbs and God knows what else. I however will go on feeling like Frankenstein, regardless of the rest. In being held together by string, if you look close enough. You will notice the colors that form you, and bind you together. So raise a glass or kiss my ass. Which ever you'd prefer. Personally, I'd rather you didn't kiss my ass, and are you probably like minded? I don't know, such is life.

Mahalo.