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euripides, from “orestes”, an oresteia (trans. anne carson) // dead poets society, dir. peter weir // kill your darlings // if we were villains

James: I feel like Hamlet.

Filippa: Explain.

James: Sad.

the first people to ever use terms of endearment for each other must have been so in love i’m in tears just thinking about it

23 Emotions people feel, but can’t explain

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.

get ‘im, ophelia

Some people have never ranted to their friend about futility of life while holding the skull of their childhood jester and it really shows

all my gifted kids who haven’t burned out yet and are constantly stretching yourself too thin in an effort to finally make the people around you proud make some noise

"But in real life it is different. Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualifications. Our Guildensterns play Hamlet for us, and our Hamlets have to jest like Prince Hal. The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast."

-Oscar Wilde, Lord Arthur Savile's Crime and Other Stories

“‘How much do you know about Shakespeare,’ I once asked a friend who has committed much of her life to studying the Bard. She replied, ‘Not as much as he knows about me.’ Remember this the next time someone tells you literature is useless.”

— Don’t Turn Away From the Art of Life, by Arnold Weinstein (New York Times, Feb. 2016)

sorry i’m late, professor. i’m disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis

I’m so glad someone else has noticed Hamlet’s canonically terrible poetry I love him

YES. Look I love him but when even Polonius knows your poetry is bad…it’s rough.

Hamlet, illustrated by John Austen (1922)

trans women are women. trans men are men. both are valid and this blog stands with the trans community.

hobbies masterpost!

a really excellent way to reduce anxiety is to pick up a new hobby. find something you’re interested in, learn it, then use it as a healthy and productive way to cope.

learn to play guitar

learn how to make interactive stories with the free program Twine

learn how to make pixel art

learn another language

learn how to build a ship in a bottle

learn how to develop your own film

learn how to embroider

learn how to make chiptunes (8-bit music)

learn how to make origami (the art of paper folding)

learn how to make tumblr themes

learn how to make jewelry 

learn how to make candy

learn how to make terrariums

learn how to make your own perfume

learn how to make your own tea

learn how to build birdhouses

learn how to read tarot cards

learn how to make zines

learn how to code

learn how to whittle (wood carving)

learn how to make candles

learn how to make clay figurines

learn how to knit scarves

learn how to become an amateur astronomer

learn some yoyo tricks

learn how to start a collection

learn how to start body building

learn how to edit wikipedia articles

learn how to decorate iphone cases

learn how to do freelance writing

learn how to make your own cards and

learn how to make your own envelopes

learn how to play the ukulele 

learn how to make gifs

learn how to play chess

learn how to juggle

learn how to guerrilla garden

learn how to chart your family history

learn how to keep chickens

learn how to do yoga

learn how to do magic tricks

learn how to raise and breed butterflies

learn how to play dungeons & dragons

learn how to skateboard

learn how to do parkour

learn how to surf

learn how to arrange flowers

learn how to make stuffed animals

William Shakespeare invented the whole "prince in love with a commoner" concept that mlm blogs love so much when he wrote Hamlet and it's time we had that conversation

Me listening to a thunderstorm: this honestly goes off

the way urls that are some variant of the name Horatio are super common because we're that much of Hamlet lovers... very sweet

There are two wolves inside you

One wants to be dark academia

One wants to be cottagecore

You're bisexual

conservatives be like "trump is awesome" and their source is trump himself

yes i’m a reasonably intelligent person. yes i’m a dumbass and a fool. multiple things can be true

Kevin the Kitten (Vanessa Stockard) animated by Jenni Pasanen  https://www.instagram.com/p/CATfqhqgO1Q/?igshid=13vl67k4n0fue

classic lit hits different than modern lit not because modern lit lacks depth but because there’s something so incredible about reading something and knowing that hundreds of years before you people were living, breathing, loving, the same way you do now. like one hundred years ago someone read these same words and felt them and read them just as you do today, and you’re connected despite the times that separates you

so, its about time i get my own friendgroup of obsessive, academic, generally like minded people and we all end up falling in love with each other in various semi-tragic combinations, and maybe someone ends up dead but its ok it was for the aesthetic

you know that feeling....when someone stayed in the sun for a long time.....and you sit next to them and rest your head on their shoulder......and you feel the warmth of their skin....,,,,

What does one listen in the matter of music in dark academia ? (Playlist for the mood)

musical reconstructions of ancient instruments and fragmented odes to the gods, here ‘x’ and ‘x’ 

a sultry melody to guide your sleepy waltz in the libraries and coffee spots as the evening settles, ‘x’

for a time of chaos and late essay submissions, ‘x’

a haunting aria to accompany you on the rushed morning march to campus after a night spent devouring volumes of academia and feverish scribbles, ‘x’

lastly, an entire symphony to dance around the steam of my tea and colour the ink-like sky with traces of a macabre passion that only a ghost would understand, ‘x’

My mother says I’m not ambitious enough. That I have no idea where I am going, and on the surface this seems true.

When you dig under, though, you see I have specific goals; too specific to declare a goal at all, most would say.

I want to teach history, I want to help a local library, I want to go to a cafe and be known for specific orders and little else, I want to be the person that you can go to and have the exact book your looking for. I want to be the person that takes care of the city birds, the person tending to plants abandoned in cigarettes and rubbish near shopping centers, the person always in a hurry yet never seen running, the person that will actually stop to talk to you even in a rush, the person that always has a spare bed just in case. The person that will take anyone out for food, the person that cries at small beauties, the person that is always smiling at small pranks that you have no idea if he was involved in, the person that will go to hell itself to get you what you want.

But all I can say to her is: “I’d like to teach history and have an apartment of my own.”

Because how could you explain that you’d like to live?

Dumbass Academia: A Concept

Making snarky jokes when someone asks what you plan to do with your major

Ex: “My real life plan is to marry rich and become a wealthy widow at a young age. College is just a pickup scene.” 

Getting used to various mystery stains on all your books/essays/papers 

Is it food? Is it a water stain from reading in the bathtub? Is it tears? Were you annotating the book and some ink blotted up? Who knows? Certainly not you, better read around it. 

Speaking of annotating books: Underlining all the bad words 

This is especially fun if it’s something more “high brow” like a poetry book

Your glasses (if you wear them) are somehow always either dirty or scratched. You can’t see with them off, but you can’t see all that well with them on either. 

You have a book. You want to read the book. It is highly recommended. It’s supposed to be very good. It will allow your mind to grow. It may even have a deep meaning or important historical significance that you really care about absorbing. Alas, neither your brain nor your heart has room for new characters to love or new obsessions to fixate on. You read fanfiction instead. 

Finding a way to justify pretty much anything you like as part of your preferred aesthetics

Ex: “The show Rick and Morty totally counts as dark academia because it heavily involves science and education and also because gay stuff happens in it.”

Ex: “Wearing black lipstick is totally within the realm of cottagecore because there are black flowers and good rich dirt is often black and there are black nights with beautiful shining stars. 

Correcting people about small errors on an impulse and then realizing two days later that they were actually right. 

Writing things in code and posting them randomly online

(If I get to 150 followers on this blog I will be doing that btw)

Posting stuff or saying stuff and pretending that you don’t care about people’s opinions on what you say because you’re in this for you but secretly anytime you get a notification you almost cry because you’re so excited 

Using old beat up notebooks and any pens you can get your hands on because you don’t have the time or money for fancy stationary 

Being a little pretentious and doing things purely For The Aesthetic but then ten minutes later you’re eating mac and cheese and watching cartoons in the bathtub because being elitist is fun but it takes so much time and effort 

Having a lot of mottos but none of them actually really apply to you but you insist that they are in fact what you base your life on anyway. Sometimes they like, half apply? But never all the way

Ex: “Be gay do crime”

Were you a gifted kid who didn’t quite fit in with everyone else in the gifted program’s intellectual strong suits? Or a gifted kid who now feels like you’ve become completely mediocre/average? You fit in

Alternatively were you a student who wasn’t considered one of the “smart” kids and even may have been treated like you were dumb and/or less than other students because you didn’t connect to your schooling “the correct way”? You fit in too

Constantly changing your aesthetic because something else seems cool

You read those “tea or coffee?” things and scoff because who can decide? 

Going feral over abandoned buildings for no reason

Making bad jokes that most other people don’t get because they’re about really niche topics 

Whenever someone asks you about a book you’re reading or what you’re studying you panic and say something nonsensical 

Coming up with or researching conspiracy theories, but more about small local things like why there are never major storms in your town than big conspiracies like the moon landing 

Not that you can’t also be into the big conspiracy theories

Being either ridiculously emotional all the time or being completely devoid of emotions all the time. 

Listen to the sound of wikipedia

This is a way to listen to changes to wikipedia. You are literally listening to knowledge being added to the world.

Pluck sounds are an addition, strings are subtractions, and the pitch says how how big the edit is. My heart shudders at this I love it so much.

oh yeah studying is going fine, would be better with your arm draped across my waist as I periodically recite an interesting fact to which you sleepily mumble your appreciation tho