There was only one Jim Morrison. He screamed out our angst, and took upon himself the hopes and dreams of an entire generation. The burden was too great for any man to carry.
Morrison died 45 years ago, on July 3, 1971. I hope he's still swaying the masses wherever he may be. I sure as hell know he's not Resting In Peace. Not at all his style.
I'd like to share a Flash Fiction fantasy story I wrote about an encounter with the Lizard King, which can be found by clicking this link. Enjoy! http://tinyurl.com/z5yahyv