“Life Forms”, with its “Love and Death” theme, begins with a human bystander gazing and daydreaming transfixed on a fruit/ planet that is growing in orbit on a tree nebula. These pieces of fruit on the tree are planets held in orbit on a tree’s branches/ sun’s orbit. During his reverie, a rain begins to fall harder and harder until the fruit suddenly falls violently to the ground. The piece of fruit impacts with the hard rocky ground and, consequently, lies dying. Sensing its agony and pain, the bystander empathizes with the fruit. He watches it evolve into a subconscious part of itself... into a cosmos of its own fantasy. Sinking into the depths/ deaths of fantasy, the fruit blooms into a turbulent planet with the human narrator’s face upon its surface. Through the narrator’s empathy for the fallen fruit, he becomes reflected in the dying fruit. The remaining pieces of fruit on the tree appear like planets held in orbit on the tree/ sun. Inside the fruit is a hurricane atmosphere of anguished beauty. Bleeding with turbulent colors, its atmosphere sighs out gaseous tears. We float past scribbled terrains and layers of sensitive skin filled with floating memory, confusion, and feelings. This was a visualized landscape of his human subconscious. We ventured through the nostalgia of life suddenly slipping by... above mountains that remain scarred by love. Beyond its devastation cries a face - a bleeding blush of the bystander. He is imagining all of this. A moon of terror red hangs above as an expressionistic omen reacting in mournful tones of what will occur. Past this red satellite is a nebula of starry eyes opening wide awake to see a flash at great brightness, a super nova. The fruit, the star, is dead. The bystander tries to comfort himself with the thought that life remains all around... in every color... on every tree... in every dream, with every emotion. They will live and they will eventually die. He is one of them… one in all.