Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as vivid and complex as your own.
Opia: The ambiguous intensity of Looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable.
Monachopsis: The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place.
Énouement: The bittersweetness of having arrived in the future, seeing how things turn out, but not being able to tell your past self.
Vellichor: The strange wistfulness of used bookshops.
Rubatosis: The unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat.
Kenopsia: The eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that is usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet.
Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.
Jouska: A hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
Chrysalism: The amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.
Vemödalen: The frustration of photographic something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist.
Anecdoche: A conversation in which everyone is talking, but nobody is listening
Ellipsism: A sadness that you’ll never be able to know how history will turn out.
Kuebiko: A state of exhaustion inspired by acts of senseless violence.
Lachesism: The desire to be struck by disaster – to survive a plane crash, or to lose everything in a fire.
Exulansis: The tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it.
Adronitis: Frustration with how long it takes to get to know someone.
Rückkehrunruhe: The feeling of returning home after an immersive trip only to find it fading rapidly from your awareness.
Nodus Tollens: The realization that the plot of your life doesn’t make sense to you anymore.
Onism: The frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time.
Liberosis: The desire to care less about things.
Altschmerz: Weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had – the same boring flaws and anxieties that you’ve been gnawing on for years.
Occhiolism: The awareness of the smallness of your perspective.
going into second hand bookstores and seeing the worn out paperback you’ve been trying to find for months and finding an odd bookmark inside the musty pages feels like divine providence
THE ONLY WALL THAT DESERVES ATTENTION GOING INTO 2019
What’s my pet peeve? Well I’m glad you asked.
yes i’m a reasonably intelligent person. yes i’m a dumbass and a fool. multiple things can be true
Who invented boredom and where are they. I just wanna talk
john darnielle / black sails viii / pathologic 2: the marble nest / ghost quartet, dave malloy / black sails xvii / the ostereia / black sails xxxiv / the illiad, homer / no second troy, william butler yeats / black sails xxxviii / planet of love, richard siken / catherine deneuve discussing belle du jour / hannah kent, from ‘burial rites’ / the worm king’s lullaby, richard siken / true detective 01x08 / rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead, tom stoppard / pathologic / dark (2017-2020) / julius caesar, shakespeare / twin peaks 07x07 / heroes: mortals and monsters, quests and adventures by stephen fry / sherlock 04x01 / the city, c.t. cavafy (trans. edmund keeley) / la clairvoyance, rené magritte (1936) / sir gawain and the green knight (trans. james j. wilhelm) / arrival (2016) / the castle, franz kafka / dark (2017-202) / hamlet, shakespeare / the green knight (2021) / the silmarillion, j.r.r. tolkien / hadestown, anaïs mitchell
I was so confused during today’s Drac Daily about this part in particular
Because that??? Bro, that ain’t Hamlet.
I went digging and found someone attempting to explain it:
If it is referencing this scene then it’s the part in the play where Hamlet says he’s going to throw everything off the table of his mind and focus only on revenge (this does…not work out for him).
BUT THEN
SO BASICALLY
B A S I C A L L Y
Stoker’s dumb acting friend MISQUOTED SHAKESPEARE loudly and often enough that it wound up in this novel????????
I really enjoy just existing in hotels. The long identical hallways. The soulless abstract art. The weird noises the air-conditioner makes. Strange city lights in the window. Six stories off the ground. Strangers chatting in the hall. Nothing in the dresser. No past, but an infinite present.
literally i just can’t comprehend any interpretation of hamlet that doesn’t put grief at the center like. hamlet’s father died and he is actively grieving throughout the play that is the driver of all of his behavior. “is hamlet actually crazy or is he putting on a performance” is a boring question to me because grief is a type of insanity. grief makes you feel like you are performing even when you are all alone. it makes you feel like you’re seeing things it makes you feel completely alone it makes you cling to the people around you it makes you push them away it makes you angry and sad and hamlet wants to kill claudius for replacing his father and taking his mother from him as much as he wants to kill him for revenge.
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