Geek Mythology

March 30, 2015

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 8:11 am

Hero's Journey: Step 9 Atonement with the Father from EduNut on Vimeo.

March 26, 2015

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 12:15 pm

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Throwback thursday: Karin and John with a musician called the Guru because he was so smart when he was in school in Tennessee in 2013.

March 18, 2015

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 8:45 pm

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“We have not even to risk the adventure alone, for the heroes of all time have gone before us. The labyrinth is thoroughly known. We have only to follow the thread of the hero path. And where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god; and where we had thought to slay another we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel outward, we shall come to the center of our own existence; and where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world.” –
Joseph Campbell- The hero with a thousand faces

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 1:27 am

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March 16, 2015

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 2:48 pm

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March 13, 2015

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 10:42 pm

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My first memories are of the house. A big yellowish house located on the top of a little hill. It had a beautiful garden with large hedges that protected it from the outside world. There behind the hedges was a huge lawn with a possibility for a little kid like me to run free as long as I wanted. The hedges themselves contained secrets. There at the other end of the lawn was a small opening in the branches and I could slip in unhindered to a secret world within the hedges. As I walked around in there I discovered a rock engraved with some lettering that I can’t remember now. This stone that lay hidden from sight was fascinating. That’s all I recall.

The house had many other secrets. It had an enormous attic that contained old dusty rooms with ancient looking furniture stacked high on top of each other. In certain parts of the attic there where small doors. Almost the size of a child. Of course I had to investigate this. So I would go into the space between the roof and the attic walls. Here was a dark mysterious area that was covered with crevices and corners containing priceless treasures for a little kid. One of the big scores was an old letter. It was real old. Like 1800 hundreds old. With a faded and burnt look to it. The ink and the letters looked like they had been written by some dude in a wig with a quilt pen. Probably had to. It dawned on me that that history had a home in this old abode. And even for a little kid that was a big realization.

Another more fascinating a little creepy find was the small dried bat bodies that littered the floor of this in between space. They had flown around in there and died and that was how I got to these mummified little things. Brought out into the light they resembled pieces from a museum that I the explorer was proud to show creeped out onlookers. I kept them safely stashed in a cigar box that I would open every now and then and inspect. All around me was a new and interesting place to discover. All the rooms where huge with lots of space to stretch out. My brother and I shared a big room on the second floor and he eventually moved down to the first floor. The room I had was large and had tons of stuffed animals. I would sit these animals down at a long table and have dinner parties that they would engage in. Talking to each other with me at the head of the table leading the events forward. The main man was Snoopy. That old beagle was my favorite. He had several different outfits. Some bought and some made by hand. I think my favorite one was the Panama suit that my Grandma made him. He also had a pilot suit with goggles and a leather jacket. Another favorite was Big Jim. And over muscular, jockish ultra male who came to me with an awesome jeep that he could drive around in. he had all the rugged manly stuff you could imagine. Outdoor cooking utensils, guns, knives, safari rifles, khaki pants, and a tiger in a cage. All these characters would keep me company in the house. Filling me with a sense of playfulness and awe.

March 10, 2015

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 10:17 pm

March 5, 2015

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March 2, 2015

Filed under: Main — Mackanlee @ 9:44 pm

Heres a new interview with me in the DESIGNWORLD blog:

https://www.designworld.se/2015/03/02/marcus-martenson-konsten-i-sig-kan-ha-en-lakande-kraft/

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