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The first time I heard the word “Id” was in one of my all-time favorite movies, “Forbidden Planet,” where the ancient, long-extinct, inhabitants of the faraway planet (the “Krell”), had developed a massive machine that could physically manifest one’s psychic energy into all kinds of wonderful things. But, when it tapped into that dark, subconscious part of our mind called the Id, the Krell machine manifested super-powerful, uncontrollable, scary monsters. Quite a cool and intriguing concept for my 13-year-old mind!
In addition to introducing me to the concept of the “Id” (and inspiring a lifelong love of science fiction), the movie also fired up another part of my brain–the libido (though I did not learn the word until much later). The barefoot, half-naked, Anne Francis, skinny-dipping in her idyllic garden, sent my young hormones raging. I thought I would have a little fun here and give a one-frame cameo to the lovely Lareina Tay. After all, if Dr. Morbius, alone on the planet for all those years with just his daughter, could manifest a living, breathing, pet tiger for her, is there any doubt that he would manifest some pets of his own?
Gestation. Model: Lethe
In the secret realm where life begins
A dance of cells, a symphony within.
Embryo, a whisper in the cosmic tide
A metamorphosis, where mysteries abide.
In the womb’s embrace, a canvas bare
The alchemy of existence, beyond compare.
A journey unfolds in the silent night
From the spark of creation to the dawn of light.
Tiny tendrils weave tales untold
A waltz of genes in a mystical fold.
In the sacred cocoon of maternal grace
Life emerges, a delicate embrace.
A pulse of potential, a heartbeat’s start
An ode to life, a masterpiece of art.
The embryo’s ballet, a cosmic rhyme
A miracle unfolding, transcending time.
Cells divide, a cosmic ballet
A choreography of life in a graceful array.
Limbs form, a sculptor’s sweet refrain
A transformation, a celestial gain.
Oh, embryonic symphony, celestial ball
In the cradle of creation, where wonders enthrall.
A dance of life, a poetic grace
In the earliest stages, a sublime embrace.
As the embryo awakens, a star is born
A testament to the cosmic morn.
In the tapestry of being, a story takes flight
A metamorphosis, a journey to the light.
A Goddess Dances in the Meadow. Dancer: Christina Johnson
In the meadow’s gentle cradle she twirls,
A goddess in the sunlit swirls.
Beneath the vast and azure dome,
Her dance, a hymn of nature’s poem.
Soft grass cradles her nimble feet,
A tapestry of green, a cushion sweet.
The sky above, a canvas blue,
Each pirouette a tale anew.
Her silhouette, a grace untold,
A symphony in green and gold.
The forest’s edge, a silent crowd,
In hushed reverence, they’re endowed.
Tall trees stand like guardians wise,
Whispering secrets ‘neath the skies.
Leaves applaud in the rustling breeze,
Nature’s ballet among the trees.
Sunlight weaves through branches high,
Casting shadows where dreams may lie.
The goddess spins, a radiant sprite,
Embracing day, kissing the night.
In this meadow, a sacred trance,
She dances, lost in nature’s dance.
A goddess in the soft grass sways,
A celebration of eternal days.
Elementals. Water and Fire. Exploring the nature of life and infinite space and energy in a whimsical way that explains nothing, but at least draws visual links to stimulate wonder about the nature of life, the elements, energy, and our relationship to the universe. Combination of model photographs, MidJourney AI, and PhotoShop. I have included the original photo of Jenn and Crystal in front of the green screen so you can see the raw beginning and the final result. Models: Jenn Michelle @jenn__michellle , Crystal Nichole @taurusbbbyy
