The Death Project art

The Dead Lady

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Today’s art notes in brief: How to stop odor invasion at local Soup Kitchens

for The Death Project in The Fictional VolunTier Project

by Goura Fotadar

Date: 5418

tag[s]: criminology and art, future and publications on cited: Amazon , trash art, the day of italics, the death project

 

  1. What happens if somebody sits next you as you are doing a murder investigation or several; and smells really bad; more than a normal body could, … and you are deployed as homeless; so your eating options are not many; … what if it’s not just a regular militia deployment; but an advanced militia deployment which lasts in phases until regular society stops lying to a certain level of component; that could take forever; while you continue to clean up their mess, and they pretend they’ve always been doing that: cleaning up their own messes
  2. Somebody else hands you an orange; and of course it’s the component of non-stench, …

cited: for the next rum’s theory, whenever that comes to work; and cited: voicethread

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You squish her the lump refuse form down; and she has turned into a dead lady mummified; who killed her among pepper and salt packets and orange peels just in now my usual cited: rum’s theory tradition, … She is both a casket and a mummy; heirloom-ed by a vine growing near a federal building? known as the post office; you smoke near her, and people still want a piece of her, after and past her death; soon she rises dead and rides on the bus; maybe it’s the bus driver that killed her?

theme: piece of, her

theme music citation: Britney spears, piece of me

  1. See slides 31-40 for speed exhibition made: put together quickly, while mostly at the soup kitchen prior to meal; from this link (cited: voicethread) https://voicethread.com/myvoice/thread/8849244/63190734

 

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The T.K. case so far

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for The Fictional VolunTier Project

By Goura Fotadar

Date typed up: 4218

tag[s]: the death project, investigations continued, fiction or not, the laws of dead

theme: the virtual image to the side of my head

theme music citation: frou frou let go

[How is this part possible. You are on Earth;] … and you have an assigned house; that you haven’t yet earned and haven’t yet earned in your long er future.  You are not sure who the real owner is; and so it’s almost like stealing. The house is very large; and likely too large in the future of modern culture for one person that does not also or at least work in it; or out of it.

But you still have a job.  The job offers compensation. The first person that hires you at the job is the opposite of your gender and after you get the job; or it’s your job; so after you start your job; that person disappears. & is not replaced right away.

In Investigation Units: On surveillance tapes; the first thing I would do, since everything else like this so far is hanging aire; is locate where the … that first person hiring is [or went to, was].

Regular awareness: when you get hired; the person[s] in the hiring process; has-have access to all of your information if even they are illiterate; and singularly or singular [one group] plural-ly, especially if you didn’t buy your house or its contained equivalent [that is no other group other than yourself yet in your working time has this access].

 

Next, the main person: you;  … gets a same gender boyfriend; which isn’t abnormal then or minority relations then; and that he has nothing in common with; his boyfriend doesn’t work, money in access doesn’t exist; his boyfriend doesn’t have a place to live and this is before homelessness has turned to a social cause to clear especially problems of entropy and its mandated ethics.

 

He stays over some times, and is especially affectionate. Hint: when you [the main lifer] tell him your name he doesn’t seem to understand, but he seems to understand you in other ways.

One day you meet his dad; and he rapes you when the lights go out. The lines are gray [back then] because rape is your form of sexual practice; except it’s not exactly rape. So what does that mean.

Shortly after, you are dead.

Usually as of now, in prediction models of the future: you are dead in an unjust way, and then before you die you start to be raped because you will die; but the death in an unjust way never has to come, and so this is one way to stop being raped.

 

The day you die, you are wearing a very flamboyant outfit in flamboyant coloring its part of your compensation at your work; clothing and such; and you have been to work. But as all the clichés say you leave early. There is a celebration.

 

Your death was planned; it’s better put: but I don’t want to take away your power over yourself: your murder was planned without you noticing. The perpetrators all these years later remember you though none of them are particularly attentive to others and in general.

They were so far, collected: Your boyfriend,

Some lady who you saw on your way to work a few days a week; who knew your boyfriend

Your boyfriend’s dad

Your sister who said he was your brother; that you couldn’t recall prior to your death

[and so far other, several other characters]

Research Interests: Memory after death of victimization; what is in significance changed immediately. Of course you might want to define the size of static immediately, first. [or something]

 

Ethical Interactions of Investigation:

Primary Investigators receive visual recordings that are mildly interactive with their reality function to assess and examine more details of your life prior to your murder; and they then collect pertaining to each investigator relevant observations and data.

 

Future Continuing Conversations …

How the dead [in dead body or perhaps more sensibly turning to dead body ] through victimized murder are treated after they are killed by their perpetrators and does this transfer to a new recollection?

More evidence for … you have that feeling.

 

Bell & Brother

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Pretend all the variables in this death project exercise are fiction

tag[s]: the death project, interesting patrol notes, and writing assessment completions.

The David Bell & Lily Hawley, Incident

for the death project in/of The Fictional VolunTier Project.

By Goura Fotadar

Date: 3.27.18

[also in this form: Bell]

 

Upon the incident of a flyer labelled “David Bell” with this information released to the generic public it was scene in the public setting where the flyer with David Bell was released in knowledge to the public; the Hawley family from Uranus, showed up in relational time connected to the release of the flyer: and then started acting peculiar.

Though it, the scene is in a public setting: but privately owned; the Hawley family showed up piece-by-piece pretending not to know each other; but each distributing a projection onto the other un-related to him as if primarily it is/was his wife.

When the other projected upon this way, doesn’t respond in a familial-type relation; because for example: it’s not related to the projector and-or unfamiliar with; each Hawley demonstrates threatening behavior. To use Father Hawley, also known as Chrissy Hawley; publicly, as an example: if one in such a David Bell triggered response denies Chrissy Hawley his hallucinated, non-usefully and projection relation:

Chrissy Hawley begins to stalk them; calls a pseudo police of his relatives on the person[s]; pretends they have warrants out for their arrest, tries to rape them; forces them to undergo virtual torture of carrying excessive weights on each of their limbs and belongings; essentially forcing them to pull and push every body in the world’s belongings and bodies around; as if the person projected onto were a trans-mutative escalator; and-or an old school slave.

 

Of course what is claimed by them to be an entirely racially Black-Jewish family by itself: the Hawleys; dna tests verify the addition of also other non-navajo & non-asian varieties in this family; is known for the murder of their daughter Lily Hawley; who was murdered at one of her friend’s houses on Earth by two boys; both of she planned to have sex with in a highschool type orgy. It turns out the two boys were her two friends that were presenting as girls to Lily and used a virtual program to conceal their gender to Lily; with the consent of her parents. Lily, who was reported to be 15 at the time: her death; but looked much older non-virtually, was hit over the head by one boy; when the other lost his temper as she was smoking a cigarette and grabbed her wrists in a violating way, so the surveillance videos demonstrate.

She died shortly after being hit; and afterwards both boys sniffed her underpants; it turns out when questioned by a false police force; they believed that killing Lily would result in them becoming a new gender : non-virtually, female. Neither was arrested; but both were charged a singular gender unjust homicide; and including Lily the entire segment of that Hawley clan is charged with unjust societal rape.

It turns out that one of the boys was and still is named David Bell.

At present David and his brother are stalkers of the cited: C.I.A. around that public released trigger scene; and believe though charged that they in actual: killed the leader of the cited: C.I.A. because she is betrothed in rumor to somebody (as named in at least Saturn) from a different Hawley rumored Black-Jewish clan. Their interaction cues are then used to penalize more unjust crime.

Perhaps the reason Bell & brother have not been arrested; is because it’s believed by the rumored betrothal party also known as the head[s] of the cited: C.I.A. ; that Lily Hawley’s existence just wasn’t particularly anything.

In asteroid and or astro physics you might: still Lily either through virtual semblance and-or in the moments prior-to and-or built by the prior-to actions of her life [prior-to] [her murder].

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Mission State. [for the next upcoming publication]

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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

The next part of the tree itself/ Book a

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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

The Egg-Shell

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rose

by Goura Fotadar

date typed up: 112517

 

Date: 11.22.17

at that cited: palo alto museum on thanksgiving; after church service; and charity meal; couldn’t find online that it was closed … and it is so doing a review dad means look-over from outside. The egg-shell like “pottery”

tag[s]: holiday tradition, the death project for the fvp, auto-man mind channels, study notes et al
is reminiscent of some of my own l’arte. No, offense? There of course seems to be [no,] almost debris in the egg-shells of “pottery” If you grab one, might that be stealing; and I believe that’s part of the point.

 

The front door-way looks very elementary school office.

But the weight of the collected debris like side whiff; instead of something mud-filled? No offense, mud; points to the sturdy-ness of covering i.e. spaces of shelter: and those include outside vest-like, rest-like spaces, and of course work-spaces.

 

The memorial of bricks; almost a fan of trigs from many proximate  non-sliding landslides; another reminiscent from even a recent past holid-y.

Of course as one-of-the few hanging roofs long enough for the rain’s yield; in the area; depending on the actual age of the proximate standing structures lending discovery to what ming might have been the weather here.

Whether to sprinkle or not; can’t you imagine the group perhaps not attached to one another on such a sprinkler’s roof, underneath the weighted new dirt.  Of course there’s the loom of the fluid while what’s connected to egg-shell, is formed; of course with the artist-creator’s face hidden in my snap-shot;  there’s a focus of gender and perhaps birth; and perhaps even union: the shape of the looming model-form of course is often associated with female … form and what about at this stage of its forming the absence of fringe might point to what specific genda.

In the office window

Glass is the sky-view; not I think photograph-able through this lenses- and across of course is another scrape view of trees. But on check they sky-view 1st referenced has shown up in another caught image. Like fish. And I forgot that upon request: I also included

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My cigarette temporary l’arte vase. Since I’m new to smoking; in this lite, anyway.

theme: [life=lite?]

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scar-fed to warmth

 

Part next Outside. 11.22.17

I haven’t yet read the inscription; but in the sway of hood; it speaks of fashion; as in a fashion’s hood: the obviou- shelter including tree-houses, as; something like a terminator apocalypse [sp?] and raindrops such as the song. .. s

there’s a real? nest nearby, like my old shared no quiet? Neighborhood, and would just one occupy this shindig; I once maybe not alone searcher-d for it on my alma mater’s [undergrad] campus; it had been [ad]ded? but not scene? there.

will I read the inscription  under scattered/know by scattered, leaves.

Get it, before

leaving.

 

11.23.17

Instead of the 2nd museum; this two-day vis-à-vis [reverse meaning] from the library. From the cited: source; on page 5; it’s like cited: c.i.a. operations; hint on the use of drugs; and their breakdown … had to take a brake for …

after thanksgiving meal.

Then was given thanksgiving flowers and stuffed one of my scent bottles with its few Now out-another reminiscent temporary l’arte project inquisitive theme: what’s the difference between spraying yourself with this; and clean?

As usual empty can: filled with rest of flowers.

+ stems; for the most part: buds + floral parts first; and then stems; as usual use stems for stuffing.

[fiction posting / \, back to fiction-posting]

In its first stage:

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It’s a treasure

Heirloom; or trinket.

Wrap the stems

In in given napkin like an extended symbol  of death;

theme: what happens if the chime is extended.

a different version of the cited: statue of liberty

The temporary l’arte  the Christmas cited: miss America holding; cited: cherry vanilla crème soda; before going in the trash;

tag[s]: structural l’arte

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Special notes [of studying at this STAGE the not included here yet source, citation, but upcoming soon,]

Where drugs

Are like

Bricks with

“additive” s

Stronger for the building; and weaker for the body Is it in the sur-real, in metaphysics? That if body were like a , buildings “additives” wood to mean only more strength, … structure, et al

tag[s]: construction, movement art.

 

 

 

Lolo, look next, there’s sky in the scrape too, can you se’a it. It’s now a ship, ship navigator or what I call gator on the se’ a and my gosh, is the brick[s] the new sky; on re-interpretation, why no-t

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“D-F” [in reference to M.C. also]

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and in this case also for The Death Project as part of the FVP

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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