| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Madam How and Lady Why by Charles Kingsley: roots of a clover plant, and became an atom of vegetable matter
once more. And then how, perhaps, a rabbit came by, and ate the
clover, and the grain of mineral became part of the rabbit; and
then how a hawk killed that rabbit, and ate it, and so the grain
became part of the hawk; and how the farmer shot the hawk, and it
fell perchance into a stream, and was carried down into the sea;
and when its body decayed, the little grain sank through the
water, and was mingled with the mud at the bottom of the sea. But
do its wanderings stop there? Not so, my child. Nothing upon
this earth, as I told you once before, continues in one stay.
That grain of mineral might stay at the bottom of the sea a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Alexandria and her Schools by Charles Kingsley: that time forth, into a petty seaport town.
And now--can we pass over this new metaphysical school of Alexandria?
Can we help inquiring in what the strength of Islamism lay? I, at
least, cannot. I cannot help feeling that I am bound to examine in what
relation the creed of Omar and Amrou stands to the Alexandrian
speculations of five hundred years, and how it had power to sweep those
speculations utterly from the Eastern mind. It is a difficult problem;
to me, as a Christian priest, a very awful problem. What more awful
historic problem, than to see the lower creed destroying the higher? to
see God, as it were, undoing his own work, and repenting Him that He had
made man? Awful indeed: but I can honestly say, that it is one from
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dreams by Olive Schreiner: dug out stones; but half of them would not fit, and half a month's work
would roll down because those below were ill chosen. But the hunter worked
on, saying always to himself, "Once this wall climbed, I shall be almost
there. This great work ended!"
At last he came out upon the top, and he looked about him. Far below
rolled the white mist over the valleys of superstition, and above him
towered the mountains. They had seemed low before; they were of an
immeasurable height now, from crown to foundation surrounded by walls of
rock, that rose tier above tier in mighty circles. Upon them played the
eternal sunshine. He uttered a wild cry. He bowed himself on to the
earth, and when he rose his face was white. In absolute silence he walked
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