One becomes an inhabitant of all time to some degree, as if having lived for thousands of years but with a few gaps in memory.

Vasos – *this* is a work of beauty and thoroughness. I rarely read start to finish but I skip around ’til things “jump out” at me and that’s when I start.

These clips are perfect for that. I skip past the past I either know or aren’t interesting at the moment, and after a little bit of scrolling, some words pop out at me and I start reading from there.

[wait – I repeated myself tongue emoticon ]

Anyway, thank you for the resource you put together there. Brilliance. Your labor is edification. Thank you smile emoticon

Oh your timeline at the bottom! Oh the inner historian in me is fangirling with glee. [yeah, I’m a history nerd]. I’m printing your timeline out on my laser printer for safe-keeping.

there’s a huge “education gap” regarding Greece/Russian history (Byzantine is the right word for it – I’ll start using that) and I find myself sometimes in history battles with people who have never learned anything but what the BBC (or BBC derived – aka American) history regarding anything before Galileo…

and I find myself batting my head against the wall. How do you explain to people just how thready their grasp on the fullness of history is? They see islands of events dotted through history that only matter because they serve a cause: promotion of Science, promotion of some value or another like Western Philosophy…

..but they miss _so much_…

I’ll never get the fullness I want of historical knowledge but I can at least take the little I know and try to fill in other people’s histories… to start to see the timeline of human history not as little islands of this and that, but as whole movements of information, culture and knowledge, spanning thousands of years.

That moment when you can put yourself in ancient Greece, or wonder what’s going on at the 1st Ecumenical Council that people have been whispering about as it happens… or imagine life under Justinian or being there as Constanople fell… or what it must’ve been like to be an early Russian learning Greek and watching language transform over time into its own unique expression…

.. it’s just a marvelous feeling. One becomes an inhabitant of all time to some degree, as if having lived for thousands of years but with a few gaps in memory.

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