| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic: plaintively, "before we were sent to that awful Octavius.
He was the very ideal of all a young minister should be.
People used to simply worship him, he was such a perfect preacher,
and so pure-minded and friendly with everybody, and threw
himself into his work so. It was all that miserable,
contemptible Octavius that did the mischief."
Sister Soulsby slowly shook her head. "If there
hadn't been a screw loose somewhere," she said gently,
"Octavius wouldn't have hurt him. No, take my word
for it, he never was the right man for the place.
He seemed to be, no doubt, but he wasn't. When pressure
The Damnation of Theron Ware |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pellucidar by Edgar Rice Burroughs: shot high in company with dirt, stone, and fragments of
cannon.
Perry had been working on two more of these giant
bombs as soon as the first was completed. Presently we
launched these into two of the other entrances. They
were all that were required, for almost immediately after
the third explosion a stream of Mahars broke from the
exits furthest from us, rose upon their wings, and soared
northward. A hundred men on lidi were despatched in
pursuit, each lidi carrying two riflemen in addition to its
driver. Guessing that the inland sea, which lay not far
Pellucidar |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Another Study of Woman by Honore de Balzac: asleep.
"Next morning each one, without rousing his neighbor or seeking
companionship, set out again on his way, with that selfishness which
made our rout one of the most horrible dramas of self-seeking,
melancholy, and horror which ever was enacted under heaven.
Nevertheless, at about seven or eight hundred paces from our shelter
we, most of us, met again and walked on together, like geese led in
flocks by a child's wilful tyranny. The same necessity urged us all.
"Having reached a knoll where we could still see the farmhouse where
we had spent the night, we heard sounds resembling the roar of lions
in the desert, the bellowing of bulls--no, it was a noise which can be
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