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Submission: Death/Dying/Mortality & The Jack-O-Lantern of it all.

The first 🎃 was sent on May 13, 2023.

#4. 🎃 “Speaking of, I love Halloween, don’t you? I’m already counting the days until October.”

#11. 🎃 “Imagine this. It is 3 am and Halloween is over"

All Saints Day, while exact origins are uncertain, was originally most commonly celebrated in May (like, a LONG time ago. ~300-600 A.D). Specifically…MAY 13. The night before All Saints Day was called “All-Hallows Eve”, which is what we now know as Halloween. (I acknowledge that is through the Christianity lens, as I know there this is a holiday with pagan roots as well). 

This is a celebration dedicated to remember the dead. I believe the use of the pumpkin/jack-o-lantern and the references to this celebration were easter eggs for the direction of TS11, before we even KNEW a new album was in the works. Furthermore, someone sent in a post identifying May 13 as the first documented date of JK & KK, which was also linked to the original spade riddles about MAY. 

Now that it has been a few days since the release of TTPD, I’m shocked to see just how many references there are to the concept of death, dying, endings, resurrection, etc. Here is an incomplete list of all of the references to this theme throughout the TTPD rollout and release:

TN easter egg

“We hereby conduct this post-mortem” - AKA….after death. This was ultimately revealed to be lyrics from “How Did It End?”

Track 4 - Down Bad

“I might just die, it would make no difference.”

Track 5 - So Long, London

“My white knuckle dying grip holding tight to your quiet resentment.”

“I died on the altar waiting for the proof.”

Track 9 - Guilty As Sin

“One slip I’m falling back into the hedge maze, but what a way to die.”

Track 10 - Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?

“If you wanted me dead you should’ve just said. Nothing makes me feel more alive.”

Track 12 - loml

“Are they second hand embarrassed that I can’t get out of bed, cause something counterfeits dead?”

“And I’ll still see it until I die, You’re the loss of my life.”

Track 14 - The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

“Were you sent by someone who wanted me dead?”

“I would’ve died for your sins, Instead, I just died inside.”

Track 16 - Clara Bow

“I’m not trying to exaggerate but I think I might die if it happened, die if it happened to me”

Track 17 - The Black Dog

“Old habits die screaming.”

“Now I wanna sell my house and set fire to all my clothes, and hire a priest to come and exorcise my demons, Even if I die screaming, And I hope you hear it.”

Track 19 - The Albatross:

“She’s the death you chose”

Track 21 - How Did It End:

“We hereby conduct this post-mortem”

“Say it once again with feeling, How the death rattle breathing, Silenced as the soul was leaving, The deflation of our dreaming, Leaving me bereft and reeling. My beloved ghost and me, Sitting in a tree,D-Y-I-N-G”

Track 23 - I Hate It Here

“I dreamed about it in the dark, the night I felt like I might die”

Track 25 - I Look In People’s Windows

“I had died the tiniest death.”

And finally…resurrection (note: I am not a religious person, I’m writing about this from a literature/contextual perspective).

Track 9 - Guilty as Sin:

What if I roll the stone away? They’re gonna crucify me anyway. What if the way you hold me is actually what’s holy? If long suffering propriety is what they want from me, they don’t know how you’ve haunted me so stunningly. I choose you and me, religiously

propriety (noun) - 1: the quality or state of being proper or suitable, 2: conformity to what is socially acceptable in conduct or speech, fear or offending against conventional rules of behavior especially between the sexes.

🫚 - 2/5/2024

Frost untouched, Conformity wins fights.

This 🫚 message seems to convey the message that conforming to what what society and the media, her fans, etc expect of her and will tolerate from her, is the only way she could gain enough traction to move forward. But in Guilty as Sin, she finally asks the questions “what happens if I roll away the stone?” Rolling away the stone, in a biblical sense, would reveal an empty tomb. An empty tomb was EVIDENCE that Jesus had risen from the dead.

So my thought is, what does rolling away the stone mean for Taylor? What are the implications of her asking, “What if I just give them all the evidence revealing my truth? They are going to judge me no matter what, so I might as well. If they want me to suffer my entire life by conforming to societal standards, they don’t know how impossible of an ask that is.”In Summary, 🫚 & 🎃 have absolutely proven themselves credible in foreshadowing the themes of this album and overarching story. And I’m sure as we continue to decipher their messages, we are going to find so much more.

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Pink Moon is tonight, April 23, reaching peak illumination at 7:49 PM EDT.

The Pink Moon symbolizes rebirth. After an entire album released with such heavy themes of death, dying, etc, I find this fascinating.

Is choice a choice at all,

When shadows hold the day?

Or must one await cazimi,

To illuminate the way

Click, one two.

Clack, thrice four.

Hold your honor steady,

Dash traditions once more

Shadow falls upon the ground,

Shifts in perception.

Grounds break, pink moon,

All fated in perfection

🫚

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The football references are so cringey/heavy-handed rhat I’m not sure I can be convinced it was meant to be taken seriously/literally. It does make me think of this though hahahaha 🤪

“So when I touch down.

Call the amateurs and cut 'em from the team.

Ditch the clowns, get the crown

Baby, I'm the one to beat.”

Does anyone have any theories about the alchemy or is it a satirical song like london boy?

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Okay I know most people are associating The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived to M*tty or SB, but honestly I can’t get out my head it’s about JA pre-Grammygate. So much of the discourse and events the last 2 years have indicated something bad went down between them.

I am honestly staring to believe he got sick of everything, the scrutiny, not getting the career he thought he would due to the publicity and was threatening to walk away or out her in some way.

The song starts out with what sounds like the first time they met to plan their contract, relationship, etc. (Was any of it true, Gazing at me, starry-eyed, in your Jehovah’s witness suit, Who the fuck was that guy?)

And by the end, in the bridge, she’s spiraling asking over and over, “why did you do this? Did someone send you to find out what’s really going on? Are you going to tell-all when the NDA expires and tell everyone? It doesn’t make sense.” Assuming this is when he was like “fuck it, this isn’t worth it, I need more in return or I’m out”

Idk. It seems way too raw and hurt to attribute to the 8 weeks of M*tty lol

"Are you going to tell-all when the NDA expires and tell everyone?"

The recipe thief 🎃

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For the 2am release, she also ended her caption with “and now the story isn’t mine anymore…it’s yours.”

So obviously a very important, recurring theme for her 😳

🎃 Imagine this. You are walking through your yard. It's one of your favorite places, all sprawling garden rows and vibrant green grass. There are herbs for cooking and spell casting. There are daisies - so many daisies - in every shade of your rainbow. Up ahead you spot a small cropping of weeds, and set your foot on each stepping stone of the path that leads right to them. The house is a little farther now, but you are still within the confines of your tall and impenetrable fence. Nothing comes through that fence. Not now and not ever. Within it you are safe. Your lover and your fresh baked buns are safe. (The buns, of course, are in the oven turning golden as you speak. It's an old family recipe, jotted lovingly on a recipe card.) You reach the weeds and pluck a dandelion. Caught up in a moment of buoyant childlike whimsy, you make a wish and blow, blow, blow. Hundreds of featherly florets scatter. You laugh. You watch as they ride the breeze, one floret in particular. It drifts and dances like all the others, but as the wind changes direction it swoops over the fence. You lose sight of it, and send a silent apology to whoever ends up with a cropping of dandelions in their yard. Did you know that dandelions don't need to be purposefully planted all at once? All it takes is for one small seed to catch on the breeze, and by then it has spread irreversibly. You'd never know where the initial seed came from, because it has started so small and floated so far. You swallow, staring at the fence. It was you who blew the dandelion in the first place. It was you who ventured too closely to the edge of the garden. It was chance and weather that landed it where it did. You breathe in, and deep and out, expelling the growing anxiety from your body. You turn back to the house. You have those homemade buns to tend to, after all. But as you reach the door you can't help but cast a furtive glance over your shoulder, to the spot where that dandelion floret disappeared. You can never blame someone for the dandelions that sprout in your grass. It’s untraceable and irrelevant. They all come from the same place anyway: a private moment performed too near the property line. Of course the recipient would pluck the weeds so unwittingly planted. Of course they, too, would blow, blow, blow and spread the florets far and wide. Once you blow a dandelion, you never get it back. It isn’t yours anymore. 🎃

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Is she…finally outside the glass now????

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KARLIE TOLD USS😭

WELL

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“I was a debutante in another life, but now I seem to be scared to go outside.” (I Hate It Here)

A debutante? As in, a debutante ball? As in, COMING OUT?!!!!?

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Track #28 - Peter:

“And I won't confess that I waited, But I let the LAMP BURN, As the men masqueraded, I hoped you'd return.”

I sincerely apologize for the technological glitch in my previous message. Perhaps energy from what’s to come presenting itself early. Unhinged, indeed, as the flow gets interrupted and sensical things disrupted. The following should have read:

One step forward 1 2, 3 4 steps back As windows glow through darkness Like candles on a snack.

Cap the lamp, put the goat back Frivolous, tenfold, 3 desires And until the clock strikes midnight Light the ground with fires.

Be as clever as a god Translating seeds of hope There's purpose in confusion Slowly untangling the many ropes. 🫚

FYI - The change is the addition of 'tenfold'.

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Track #10 - Who’s Afraid Of Little Old Me

“So I leap from the gallows and I LEVITATE down your street, crash the party like a record scratch as I scream…”

The only split I may comment on is the split in the narrative. Be astute and discerning; look beyond the glitter and smoke. The real magic, you see, isn't in the grand vanishings or levitating doves. It's in the whispers, the cracks in the veneer, the clues you might miss while your eyes chase the spotlight.

Be wary of distraction, yearn not just for the grand ta-da, but heed the hushed murmurs that precede it. The real story unfolds not in the boom, but in the sigh, the slow unraveling like a magician's silk, frayed thread by thread.

Don't let the flourish of anticipation blind you to the tiny tears in the fabric. The marked card, the hidden trapdoor; they exist not just in illusions on stage, but in the lives we live. Watch for the chipped edges of smiles, the flicker of doubt in familiar eyes, the whispers that dance on the periphery of laughter.

For cracks, like secrets, have a way of widening in the shadows, unnoticed until the light shifts, revealing the chasm you never saw coming. Don't be the audience applauding the levitation, oblivious to the floorboards creaking beneath your feet. The true magic, the poignant truth, lies in the descent, not the ascent.

So heed the sighs, the silences, the subtle shifts in tone. The real drama, the heartbreaking beauty of it all, unfolds not in a grand finale, but in the quiet unraveling. The magician's greatest illusion is the one you choose not to see. So keep your eyes peeled, friends, for the real story, the one whispered between the lines, is the one that truly leaves you breathless.

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TTPD “In Summation” epilogue -

“you see, the pendulum swings. oh, the CHAOS it brings leads the caged beast to do the most curious things.”

Carpe diem,

Extraordinary midnights

Frost untouched,

Conformity wins fights

Chaos screaming,

Thunderous applause

Chaos dreaming,

Exposing the flaws

Shattered ceilings,

Shards pour like rain

Calm is her demise,

Chaos lives again

🫚

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Lyrics from Track 16: “Clara Bow”:

“All your life, did you know you'd be picked like a rose?” 🥀

“Beauty is a beast that roars down on all fours, demanding more…” 🥀

Hey there! I saw some people mention Beauty and the Beast because of references in the pop-up installation, and I wanted to mention something that could be a Beauty and the Beast reference that I don't think I've seen anyone else talk about. The entire antihero video kind of shows Taylor as both Beauty and the Beast depending on which version you're looking at. But what really got me in the song was the Tale As Old As Time line. Every time I hear it it makes me think of Beauty and the Beast because of the Beauty and the Beast movie theme song. Don't know if it means anything, but maybe?

Hope your weathering the storm, spade.

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Okay hear me out

#ttpd #fortnight #gaylor #gaylor swift

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Spade OMGG

https://twitter.com/gardnsofbabylor/status/1781114291653079372?t=6X_-RBDm9mgkWGMwTUAlXw&s=19

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#ttpd #florida!!!