Studying Peter Pan, for the writing of further on “PurpleMent”

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Studying Peter Pan, for the writing of further on “PurpleMent”
-only number one so far, in the process thus far; & also Rough Draft
by Goura Fotadar
& also for The Fictional VolunTier Project
date: 2.25.16 & 2.26.16
Sources:
Main Source Text:
THE STORY OF PETER PAN, RETOLD FROM THE FAIRY PLAY BY SIR JAMES BARRIE AS AVAILABLE FOR FREE ON AMAZON KINDLE (Phantasmo Press, copyright 2016)

swingeye
Swing Eye by goura fotadar

Fictional Interpretations of The Reading:
(1) The memory tinker-bell from just normal conditioning of personal culture in society (or something).  Being a fairy and /or having “wings” identifies an animal type of persona-identity-form: in that; I comprehend it; a “winged-being” so-to-speak; as an animal.&Somehow,when I read the following line from the source text, number One:
“For one thing, although there was a pretty little-parlour maid called Liza, the children were bathed and dressed by a big dog called Nana, whose kennel was kept in nursery.”
Items to note that come up, are:
“one thing” contrasts Liza and the parlour
to Nana and the nursery
but maid and dog almost mean in this case: something similar; which is that they are the “other” or not whose perspective the environment is from;
and of course, this may not mean narrator or writer; and if this is the perspective the environment is from; as always thinking about things as energy, then the larger energy in the environment and/or is the environment is not either “Liza” or “Nana” hence they are; the “other” and perhaps this will have some matter in analysis and/or examination.
and as if to stress the point of contrast “little” & “big”
Another point that might be worth or not; noticing; is when “little” equals “big” ; to use terms from the text; and how this is made the same since the maid might not just refer only to cleaning the house; does it because one might quickly presume that it being a maid also refers to; references activities such as giving children baths, as this text suggests; however it says that the “big dog” and not the “little() maid”  ” … bathed … the children” and either bathing falls under cleaning which may be encapsulated in the definition of maid duties; and even if we were to look up the meaning of this word: “maid” it might not be the same as a specific ma’ds occupational standards for a specific position; right; anyhow, in case maid does include bathing children as part of its general job description;
t.b.c …

This part below or beneath you; jokes aside, is entirely fictional and inspired from this short and not yet complete study of literature (analysis) above:
The Durga Play Part One. For “PurpleMent”
O’her fictions: Me I have those special fillings,
that I’m ob-ssessed With.
Getting Paid: And that takes care of anything.
About Durga: All three of her parents have mental illness;
and one of them is the Higher Lord;
with the other two a mutant couple;
and her husband is the Lower Lord; and he’s abusive;
and she’s poor, and works for no income: Like that Counts for anything!
In her voice: My Father told me to say, that he has mental illness.
The Dog requires a sacrifice. Part Two. My Next Tattoo spelling
angels want me to announce they have missing limbs in Never Never Land. Cited: Main Source Text One.
Also your dad wants you to know that your dad is dead.
The Lower Lord & The Dog-TinkerBell to Durga: You are no longer allowed to share your things! Because you share your “things” with them; they then want to die for some other reason, because they are dying either way; anyway; they are dying any way,
and then she lives and pretends that you are sharing with her. And she gets larger and larger. In Energy Size.

Another Fictional Insert: It’s like White Poplar Trees.
Durga: (Biting on the Lamb.) It’s dead boys around the Dining Table, Me, The Pregnancy, and a Robot. Oh Boise!
First Name: The Pregnancy, Last Name: The Dog-Tinkerbell to Durga and The Lower Lord: (Lower Lord why’s he not saying anything) Why he’s not saying anything is because he’s dead.
Durga squeal-giggles. Look, the enemy dances around the D.T. to a good? song. Have you seen anything funnier. The enemy announces to Durga at her squeal-giggles that she took dance lessons for so long. No wonder Durga congratulates the enemy in between now shriek-giggles, I can tell you’re very talented. The enemy also announces about how she has had numerous years of martial arts training.

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