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ELFENSJON - Hexenjagd [Taiko]

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This beatmap was submitted using in-game submission on Montag, 27. April 2020 at 21:48:32

Artist: ELFENSJON
Title: Hexenjagd
Source: Harry Potter und EIN STEIN
Tags: Schwarzer Kaffee Alda
BPM: 208
Filesize: 7494kb
Play Time: 04:39
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Happy Halloween everyone! For the celtic holiday of souls, i have combined mapping a fitting song with a small text depicting the tragedy that is one of my favourite wordsmiths. She would've liked the festivities.

in memoriam Sylvia Plath, 1932-1963

"In the marketplace they are piling the dry sticks.
A thicket of shadows is a poor coat. I inhabit
The wax image of myself, a doll's body.
Sickness begins here: I am the dartboard for witches.
Only the devil can eat the devil out.
In the month of red leaves I climb to a bed of fire.

It is easy to blame the dark: the mouth of a door,
The cellar's belly. They've blown my sparkler out.
A black-sharded lady keeps me in parrot cage.
What large eyes the dead have!
I am intimate with a hairy spirit.
Smoke wheels from the beak of this empty jar.

If I am a little one, I can do no harm.
If I don't move about, I'll knock nothing over. So I said,
Sitting under a potlid, tiny and inert as a rice grain.
They are turning the burners up, ring after ring.
We are full of starch, my small white fellows. We grow.
It hurts at first. The red tongues will teach the truth.

Mother of beetles, only unclench your hand:
I'll fly through the candle's mouth like a singeless moth.
Give me back my shape. I am ready to construe the days
I coupled with dust in the shadow of a stone.
My ankles brighten. Brightness ascends my thighs.
I am lost, I am lost, in the robes of all this light."

- Witch Burning.
Sylvia Plath.

In a way, despite being a scholar, thanks to her then husband Ted Hughes, she really ended up being a modern day witch. If not fully in practice, at least in her thoughts and consequently in her works. The dark, magical inspiration in the works of this woman came at the cost of leaving her broken especially when Hughes left her. In some ways, i think its better to just leave some occult things be. There's always a seed of truth behind legends if you look into its roots long enough - and even if it it turns out not to be true for witchcraft (which by the way also is a question of definition, isn't it?), a placebo can be a harsh mistress, especially in this case. Next to her fateful life of tragedy, it might have been the final piece in kindling its fire. Whichever it really is, its truly a saddening event of modern romanticism in full regard of its triple meaning.

There's a reason we call targeting someone specific on the internet a witch hunt. We're not done with witch hunting. We just practice it differently now. Sometimes, it even only takes one person and nobody on the Internet for that hunt to be unbearable. And sometimes, that someone might be yourself.
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