Författare: Marcus Johansson

  • SundaHus – Miljövänlig microcement, på riktigt.

    Vår färdigblandade Microcement är nu bedömd av SundaHus. Vi tangerar vårt betyg med vår föregångare, den man fick blanda själv. Vi är såklart väldigt stolta över detta och det är en stor seger att få näst högsta betyg efter en hård prövning som SundaHus gör. Då betyget är samma som föregångaren så kan man tycka…

  • Omnilingual

    To translate writings, you need a key to the code — and if the last writer of Martian died forty thousand years before the first writer of Earth was born … how could the Martian be translated?

  • The House On The Borderland

    Right away in the west of Ireland lies a tiny hamlet called Kraighten. It is situated, alone, at the base of a low hill.

  • Some Seasons Later

    I admit that even among amateurs this is rather small talk, but it brings me to this point: in the passage of water down a ravine of its own making, this line of Nature astir may repeat itself again and again but is commonly too inaffable, abrupt, angular, to suggest the ogee. In that middle…

  • The Windows of Absolute Night

    To most minds mystery is more fascinating than science. But when science itself leads straight up to the borders of mystery and there comes to a dead stop, saying, “At present I can no longer see my way,” the force of the charm is redoubled.

  • First Days In The Eternal City

    My strange, and perhaps whimsical, incognito proves useful to me in many ways that I never should have thought of.

  • The History of Fashion

    A hard fate has condemned human beings to enter this mortal sphere without any natural covering, like that possessed by the lower animals to protect them from the extremes of heat and cold. Had this been otherwise, countless myriads, for untold ages, would have escaped the tyrannical sway of the goddess Fashion, and the French…

  • The Door In The Wall

    One confidential evening, not three months ago, Lionel Wallace told me this story of the Door in the Wall. And at the time I thought that so far as he was concerned it was a true story. He told it me with such a direct simplicity of conviction that I could not do otherwise than…