The Death Project art notes

Mission State. [for the next upcoming publication]

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Mission State. [for the next upcoming publication]

[also in this form: Mission State]

for The Fictional VolunTier Project

By Goura Fotadar

Date typed up: 2,17,18

 

tag[s]: for upcoming publication, the death project art, publication connections, art notes

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Date: 2,16,18

Of course the aim is to ensure any publication,

is completed as to complete

enough. The engine of art takes in my usual demonstration of let’s say existence state, personal;

or state; trash and perishes into art. And what might these have at all to do with this publication: guava; and not another mine of: candy like juice of that variety: uhm, my favorite. To do with this publication; well the culture of c-ettes is contained at least some: wear; and not contradicting some research.

I read back in college: woah! That was long ago … I just started smoking (minus a couple of c-ettes in my before  life) (though I can hardly remember those early year, s; early early years ; and who knows if I did then) (so early regular to now) despite, just starting to smoke, and not having the cash for c-ettes now; when-then, I’ve struggled with cancer-like my (hole) life. My brother [of this publication]; started smoking around approx.–>entry; and didn’t have this.

donated, sponsored ciga-boxes filled

with

are my coffins

The death (cited) project art

for “regular” love and replaced with non-incestuous brotherly love.

Hence heart crossed to a new horizon to my brother, and brothers

[actual = actualized]

then left covered up; so

Un-recognized but likely as trash; uhm, for protection in expressed in sentiment.

theme: where is the art? Well, this public computer has a gadget attachment issue; and so maybe you’ll see it in the publication,

When it’s out or maybe I’ll post it later

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The next part of the tree itself/ Book a

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The next part of the tree itself

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By Goura Fotadar

Date typed up, this part: 1518

[also in this form: Later at one of our temporary kidnapped shacks I came downstairs one]

 

 

I believe our primary names were kept; our birthyear difference kept in the right order: but our actual birthdates changed to make us legally older; my race was kept my brother’s changed to mine; and our genders and birth-places were kept in-tact. [uh, I mean on paper documents et al]

But maybe one assumes I am non-usefully hallucinating and that this can’t be true! In any case

later at one of our temporary kidnapped shacks I came downstairs one-day to see my brother then approx. 3-4 years old with his hands tied with ropes: because of what a group of adult child kidnappers said: [was/is] his real ethnic race. They had already set-up one imposter at least; who was glee-fully watching as my brother was trying to eat dinner with his hands tied. What did I do at this rancid

discovery; I’d rather not say why hadn’t the 3-4 year old brother told me? We were quite close. Like a pop-song the imposter was screaming “Call me … (his name)” “I’m your brother now” Years later though the tie-ing up halted: my brother’s hands were permanently damaged by the ropes. The “parent” and such couldn’t remember if he were born with such damaged hands; but we could remember the shift from his normal toddler hands to his mutilated hands; and this was especially an identifying discrepancy; I’m sure with digital imaging it would be easy to conceal that: mutilation. But as the years in childhood went on; art became something me and my brother were not enthusiastic about; and it’s an interesting story of trauma recovery because I’m a non-paid in money artist, now. So much of art in childhood expected and demanded the use of one’s normal hands; without such a set; and with cognition of him missing such a set; regular art never became our childhood thing. [Well, regular art only; and to start with only, I wouldn’t want to fib and claim that I didn’t create irregular forms of art in my childhood; the type that was less dependent on the regular birth privilege of not being mutilated by abuse and-or emotionally connected to such mutilating abuse.]

In this case the perpetrators of such actions would be charged for both children one would be as described [charge: enforcing into violating physical deformity through mutilation as an unjust response to racism and prejudice: so the enactment of elevated racism and prejudice with the intention to create a depiction of re-generating undeserved homicide] ; and the other would something like match. (as traumatized through witness). [back to main:]

The star of course has been mentioned in the I believe the first set of this posting or something; and in connection to child trauma: it would precipitate authorities not believing in a child, or such child’s potential; and enforcing that disbelief to as: reality. Then; perhaps at least attempting to perpetuate this against actualized accomplishment

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In the child the child turning adult, and the adult who used to be a child: and then in this case: the star is an extremely interesting reality euphemism; defining something like the reaching of an otherwise un-reachable a generally

stage; to still not be high enough for an abusive traumatizer : to sway away from the incorrect dis-belief a reality they’ve cemented perhaps such that the culminating child receives the message he/she/that is not capable of a thing of worth, substance, et al; even at the outside sky’s star elevation.

The thing about this ornament piece is also a reminder of the actual seen star; and how it might be possible to become enough like one; [or a?].

For example: in metaphysics or something or metaphysical counseling trauma, combat actions to recovery; imagine translating into reality what that actual star-like existence; like-stars existences; for the uniqueness of stars? would equivocate to in the non-sky version of the world. Likely equivocate to the translated reality version of star;

Would restrict the ability of traumatic abusers from infiltrating an in[n]correct disbelief reality into/onto and as abuse of an innocent victim; traumatizing; and after such trauma if the star-path is only then accessible and-or available for entry: it poses as an ability to eviscerate such incorrect disbelief

realit[-ies] for one’s self.

Usually, I believe: in these type of star studies: but can’t exactly recall you look for star qualities.

In definitions of solidarity; you might look at star similarities. You might for example write a translation formula; even; a basic one of conversion to general her[e] reality.

 

Outside box but coherent in relative knowledge; a

formula may be the conception of book;

The proof for book[s]; [as a comparison, perhaps]

 

12.9.17 The obvious thing would be usual structure or form of a book; as witnessed; in this case especially: a front & a back , and I suppose everything in the center or middle: something like a passage. When comparing like to stars: I don’t know my guess would be something like a reflection with at least first, and second incidence or sight; and perhaps between this [these] incidences and-or/and/or reflections is passage. If time were not relevant it might be instead the work it takes to go from 1st to 2nd incidence. And as a book equivalent: what it either —-à it takes to go from start to finish or how one flips from start to finish; or perhaps in some cases both: passages, version of passages; and-or centers are required.

I’m not sure but I think this would; noticing with the invention of book[s] be some beginning star-equivalent; in translation

startheory

each book while moving

from its front to back;

is an experienced passage

and-or journey; such as life, death, college, etc.;

a career, et al

In I believe the second version; if one wanted to transpire various passages and or journeys when entering the examination of book arts; a simple flip from front cover to back cover would encompass the flip as the center /passage

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for that might not need to be internal

the situation may also imply retrieval:

example:

Book a: incidence
/ 1

Step 1 [front cover]

Possible retrieval effective equal

To front cover sight such as book title

Step 2 external to book or this translated to reality star a flip to the back cover

Step 3 incidence 2/ [back cover] or retrieval possible effective equal to back cover sight such as back cover hue/. Main design or something.

The quasi-question and or relational question might be in another version outter space or something reality: how do you after incidence 1st sight turn or effectively equivalently turn a star over; and is that a modality of invention: strength

Social Dynamics through Art

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By goura fotadar

Date typed up: 11217

103117

 

Source, citation: Lotus Magazine, Issue No. 2, 2017, pgs.3-4

[2nd poem segment], E.A. Gordon, 6,971 Steps

 

Tags[]: analysis for The Death project, too

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Of course about

Death;

Soon about

Life, also?

Since about the

Passage of movement.

In “hike”

About gender through

The comprehension of

“group”

Versus “one”

Type variations

Considers, tag[]s:

Social dynamics through art

 

And of course in gender what me might see, be described to;

May be pun to true

Meaning of.

within the first

Two commas

Are parts of gender

Exhibitive nuance:

“semen” “war” “truce”

Upon “ … sly betrayal”

We enter “hike”  “…”

Where we first have:

A proposition of

View from  s.d. perspective

And perhaps from

This perspective

We have the entry

Into the top: of this

Poem:

Who comes

With is it

Like alliance

To “a grave”

cited accompanying music:

Grimes, (-human) kill v. maim

Human behavior, Bjork

Rag n’ bone human

 

and the opposition of

“human” to “woman”

i.e. suggesting

based on what we conceive

in culture of notion: “woman”

points “human” as being of to it; opposite.

It is perhaps noteworthy

Why this might be a primary

Method to measuring “woman” [cultural notions and perhaps in opposition to contextual, this analysis]

As another séance in this

Poem:

“To hike is to be

Comfortable in nature, a one-to-one

Relationship.” And still:

“To hike alone without

Preparation is to be a

Woman wandering, either

Lost or batshit or both”

Lookup “batshit” and

How odd so; since

In case of “human”

“nature”

Then; “is … comfortable”

Either as “woman” the “hike”

Is not “in nature” or “human”

Is really to it “woman”

a different species.

In the case of “batshit”

though often

Heard of

With reference to

Crazy when

Broken down to the obvious:

Bat shit; it almost sounds

Like or rather the response

Of fear at scared. Of course

Within the derivations of

Scared and fear; in any

Case; “to hike alone

Without preparation”

 

Derivations

Of Look-up

Can also

Include

Recollecting

In process

 

Is conceivable with reference

To the perhaps new frame

Of bat shit; which of

Course could mean

Batting poorly, also. In any

Case running to a trail for a “hike”

Might make belief if

In a severe or even varied

State of scare and-or fear.

And with reference to,  here “woman” may be

The species that experiences

Such; whereas either

“human” is socially dynamically

Protected against

It: in reverse:

“that is, the normal kind”

“To hike in a pair or a group is to be the pack kind of human,”

Or perhaps to reserve the moment

Of a “hike” for preferences

Of “comfort—“ ; in

Any case; such perspicacity  [sp?]

Is what differentiates these

Mythical versions of “woman”

And “human” if even

Based on the regular

Derivations of these

Perhaps at least contextual

Now cultural terms. In any

Case the sense of fear or

Scared as in bat shit

Might mean directs us to

The beginning of the poem:

And of course

Since it comes form

“woman” we finally have

The reason for the perhaps

Opposing woman nuances:

“semen” et al. In any case it is likely “a grave”

Of “woman” do you think

Due to that “woman” version

Of “hike” or do you think

The “batshit” of its any

Variant meaning is

What is caused

By the “grave”

Of “woman”

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“D-F” [in reference to M.C. also]

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date: 10.26.17

by goura fotadar

[and also in this form: D]

poetry from source citation: notes from the dragon-faerie song on p.15 of Lotus Magazine

Issue No. 2 -2017

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from source, citation: as identified above as of 102617
 

For this analysis: labels: as photographed and included above from citation: bracket: what might be the 1st stanza

bracket: what might be the 2nd stanza

 

I believe it’s about

“shelter”

why first it uses

the word

second: you/one

might brake-break

from the “whistle”

of life; in

your version

of “  “

what might be the

1st stanza, see

picture: declares

how to be?

or what it’s

like to be on

break from

the “whistle”

of external

to your version

theme: versions of rest [housing, not housing, …?]

theme music citation: adam ant wonderful & Madonna this used to be my playground

of “ “

the what might

be 2nd [see picture]

stanza describes

what is

this working

version of

the poet’s  “ “ [disclaimer: if even if derived away from actual reality/ experiential reality of real]

perhaps a side

consumptive notification

might be howis this

a both, a

“D-F”

D: “leaves”

“triangle”

“richly”

“life”

“horn”

F: “words?”

“memory?”

“dug-out”

“gut”

“more than vanity”

space

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The Box Show, Emotional Analysis VI: The Sponsorship journey, continued.

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The Box Show, Emotional Analysis VI: The Sponsorship journey, continued.  

[or in this form: The opposite of alcoholism]

for The Fictional VolunTier Project

by Goura Fotadar

dedicated to my freedom, as earned by me.

date typed up: 93017

tag[s]: the actual sponsorship journey; the reasoning for combat; the reality transitional process; and the death project for the fvp.

The opposite of alcoholism [continued]

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In a box: I’m angry because I never got to hit back.

theoppositeofalcoholism

In another box: I’m angry because hitting back [physically] would have put me in jail.

thenextinslide

In yet another box: I’m angry because those that abused me; continued their cycle of infliction upon me. [and drew in; others like themselves toward me]

infliction

In yet another box: I’m angry because; when I left the abusive nest; they continued to attempt to abuse me and others again without consequence.

theme: how did they find us; again. [hint: money]

nest

In yet another box: I’m angry because they were revered as heros for being unjust and unjustly violent abusers.

[heros/ keeps from heroes?]

theme: what then actually qualifies heros.

heros

 

In yet another box: To manage my anger: I’ve processed what works, and repeated another cycle of what works.

manage

 

 

The proliferation of abuse onto identities:

In another box:  I’m angry because my brother is being impersonated past his death and past his service death; and that he was beaten in front of me and these became my memories, and that I had to invent non-weaponed combat drives; to aid his survival; because it wasn’t legal for me to tell that brother to pick up a gun; then.

Zany Hint; how is to, dead to living dead.

 

And so, on:

In another box:

 

Belief in Living Dead? The Quack Attack. Is.

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Belief in Living Dead? The Quack Attack. Is.

See this posting as another more regular form: Belief in Living Dead

for The Fictional VolunTier Project

By Goura Fotadar

tag[s]: criminology; news alerts from one-person; all this effort and no just reward.

 

Part One. In Bizarre theories and adventures real turned unreal.

What happens: if you take a person’s memory right before the “time” of a person’s death [from the point of after death]; and interact that person’s memory in a virtual program; wouldn’t that interaction create some type of entropy; translating

That person into …; when enough entropy?  collects into [the real version] [not to be blasphemous]

becoming [being] Living Dead. They are then both once dead; and soon? Living dead.

[What if.]

 

Part Two. Police Alerts for Real Cops & Real Authorities.

Harassment and Stalking

 

Hello after; being held situationally hostage till the end of last year; I was released into the shelter situation where I was nearly gang-raped; when I fled to the streets for safety; local authorities including local cops would not stop following and stalking and calling me; including making up fake warrants for my arrest. I got word that my brother: Dhruv Fotadar might have died in combat at around 2011 and 2012; and is being impersonated by somebody using his name. I requested a violence control order for the person impersonating his identity and attempting to kill me; and also the same order for the rest of the dangerous and criminal family that we were raised in, but not quite by; which we were kidnapped into from our original family. Since that time the local police will not stop questioning me about his status and whereabouts; and I believe from what brief documentation I’ve been given he’s dead in combat …  At present; they are stalking me nearly on every curb; and infiltrating anywhere I sit, work from; and rest denying my civilian status … when I ask them to please stop stalking and harassing me they escalate their unjust and unjustly dangerous behavior toward me; what more shall I do for the crimes they and their coordinates are committing.

 

Examples include practiced acts of public humiliation toward me; and enabling others and non-reformed criminals to call me horrific names in public such as, : hag, rapist, pedophile; then charging me a citation for being homeless instead of those harassing me paying any consequences. Pretending publicly that I am a criminal and enabling others to call me this and other denigrating terms; without making them pay any consequence.

 

I’ve never committed a crime in my life; and have already been through hell; I would appreciate it if the police and other “authorities” stop threatening me with false arrest, gang rape, murder / and the non-benediction of my identity; etc.; and I have an entire career as a no living wage worker which is my primary focus; and not time wasted in engaging in being harassed and nearly killed by inebriated cops and their group coordinates.

 

I require legal protective action for myself against them and against such other “authorities” and individuals.

 

Sincerely,

Goura Fotadar

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My real … and not the impersonators of him; my real brother circa approx. his age seven. As you can see; we look[ed] almost exactly alike such as twins might but with different genders.

The Brief non-educated Semantics: What would be a violence protective order [or the start of such] [on the brief and rapid]

You shall receive no benefit for being my actualized family et al. examples: actualized colleague … if you contributed and contribute to such events and actions and or related events of same similar type toward me; and vice versa. Final Action call. In other e-affect you have not actually moved to actualized or actualizing in these benefitted roles and instead moved to point never actualizing to these benefitted roles stemming from my identity et al. Any threatening action of the sort from denial of these benefits shall be in severe form pre-emptively prohibited to restore the function of the individual unjustly harmed and such according parts of society.

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a fallen rose bottle [not done]

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grief

tag[s]: The Death Project , The Death Project art, flower stuff, art applications to … v., v. enactment, and v. c.

dates: 6917 – 6817

by goura fotadar

for safety;

today instead of

creating rose water; something

so love-ly but coveted wrongly;

just, a fallen rose bottle;

the fallen of course is

the roses found in this

record; and the bottle

is an empty bottle whose contentx [s]

were drunk. As usual pilfer the

rose petals -> and leaves, too [and whatever [of flower, ?] else, also.] [too, also.]

and place in bottle.

the in teresting thig-n is

that the bottle was not

washed out past the

drink and of course

being a soda bottle   which is

something like

baking soda [?][.] the pleasant

o-d-or [the baking soda or soda [remnant smell] covers up the pleasant o-dor, to create a more subtle potpourri type scent?]

theme: gum stuck to injuries

chewed obvious, provides

remedies? to foil

and rubberband or

to cover

another way?

think about the thorns; as

the [flower: rose,] sticks come free in

the pilfering of petals; will they,

if kept long enough; break through

the thickness, texture of the

bottle [if it’s not added to, in exterior facade?] … in the stem: is urgency?

how. as it’s placed in the temporary?

center of bottle it’s nearly impossible

to place any additional petals

and other flower parts in;

see photograph; the pull to

continue placement of flower parts requires

[parts]

a rapid snap-shot; of the

placed stem; and until likely it

may eventually move out of the

way. In an interesting

correlation the bottom

of the bottle is

as other [x … y … other

unknown types]

might have noticed; shaped

like a bud and-or flower

catastrophe ; and here catas-

trophe just means form.

as you’re restoring your

energy {I mean I’m tired then; when this physical part is being worked on] to take the photograph

place the fallen flower

specimens that you don’t

plan to place in the bottle

down your shirt or rub into

your arms; such as a perfume

rub.

On observation this set

of roses at least; is so visibly

seen as a scene spider web inside

bottle. [goth, morbid art? in this phase at least; phase art: what do you se-a]

hint: to make your gum flower

last longer … stick arose

petal in the chew.

death project, art notes [the chime]; the flowers as might or not have been alreade mentiona [theme: ready machines, machinings, theme music citation: jason derulo whatcha’ say] were found! fallen and so something like dead; the bottle is a death specimen in the obvious that it’s not alive; and together they are a unified death art; as opposed to flowers that might have been something like … still attached in a greenhouse or something. notice, the conceptional look of this soda bottle and its closeness to the, a cliché vision or sight of a greenhouse; on an expansive view or on an expanding view … how you might envision in thought a greenhouse if they, it as a concept still exist[s] and when they did when viewing this bottle in the process if it doesn’t reach further art cover up; a metaphor for make-up as art also; this part: the obvious as is commonly used on a gone celebration, recent; and in lingo “the fallen” refers to the specified deceased but essentially all such. The rose then and any flower; is perhaps a past, passed [here: both apply] death sentiment as often seen, scene in such death-like faces; the hope of what else might be achieved passed the death; the existence of flower; in metaphysical interpretations of this here: l’arte.

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