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etimo: neologismo (John Koenig) etimo: neologismo (John Koenig)
sitePost: http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/post/118292795095/maybe-we-should-think-of-memory-itself-as-a-work sitePost: http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/post/118292795095/maybe-we-should-think-of-memory-itself-as-a-work
video: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxN1YnVUfjM" video: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxN1YnVUfjM"
description: n. The art of dwelling in the past. Maybe we should think of memory itself as a work of artand a work of art is never finished, only abandoned. description: n. The art of dwelling in the past. Maybe we should think of memory itself as a work of art - and a work of art is never finished, only abandoned.
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etimo: Serbo-Croato «lútalica» etimo: Serbo-Croato «lútalica»
sitePost: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/lutalica sitePost: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/lutalica
video: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tz1PNIOQsFs" video: "https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tz1PNIOQsFs"
description: When you were born they put you in a little box and slapped a label on it. But if we begin to notice these categories no longer fit us, maybe it’ll mean that we’ve finally arrivedjust unpacking the boxes, making ourselves at home. description: When you were born they put you in a little box and slapped a label on it. But if we begin to notice these categories no longer fit us, maybe it’ll mean that we’ve finally arrived - just unpacking the boxes, making ourselves at home.
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etimo: neologismo (John Koenig) etimo: neologismo (John Koenig)
sitePost: http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/post/73524850764/onism sitePost: http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/post/73524850764/onism
video: "#" video: "#"
description: n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time, which is like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over with strange place names like other people’s passwords, each representing one more thing you’ll never get to see before you dieand all because, as the arrow on the map helpfully points out, you are here. description: n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time, which is like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over with strange place names like other people’s passwords, each representing one more thing you’ll never get to see before you die and all because, as the arrow on the map helpfully points out, you are here.
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sitePost: http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/post/23536922667/sonder sitePost: http://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/post/23536922667/sonder
video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AkoML0_FiV4 video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AkoML0_FiV4
# siteName: Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows # siteName: Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows
description: n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited crazinessan epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk. description: n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.
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