....Jim Morrison wrote about the "blue Bus"



...bein' out of control is pretty typical inevitable for this kind of mental illness....flyin' all peculiar...."oh crap"...feathered unfeathered backwards...sideways...upside-down....tripped out...just wingin' it!



love the chook in the bottom corner there....still tryin' to grip the empty air.

....so why? and stuff that question!....

always gonna end up screamin' out from the back of the blue bus....

let me drive!...damn it!...reckon I know how to I just want to I need to



not the kind of back seat driver anyone really freaking understands!...



don't trap me!...not in here I need space!

...and this is where I fly...where I got my license



but I'm afraid because it's that or this...galactic shift or under pressure drift
cannot always trust my spaceship....



so need to crash gently I'm already smashed to pieces



and suddenly submerged again



as long as I'm breathin'

mental illness scares me....quite a bit