| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: "God Almichty, here she comes!"
Standing knee-deep in the icy water, the Minook men, with Montana
Kid and the policeman, gripped hands and raised their voices in
the terrible, "Battle Hymn of the Republic." But the words were
drowned in the advancing roar.
And to Donald was vouchsafed a sight such as no man may see and
live. A great wall of white flung itself upon the island. Trees,
dogs, men, were blotted out, as though the hand of God had wiped
the face of nature clean. This much he saw, then swayed an
instant longer in his lofty perch and hurtled far out into the
frozen hell.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: offerings.
LEV 23:20 And the priest shall wave them with the bread of the
firstfruits for a wave offering before the LORD, with the two lambs:
they shall be holy to the LORD for the priest.
LEV 23:21 And ye shall proclaim on the selfsame day, that it may be an
holy convocation unto you: ye shall do no servile work therein: it shall
be a statute for ever in all your dwellings throughout your generations.
LEV 23:22 And when ye reap the harvest of your land, thou shalt not
make clean riddance of the corners of thy field when thou reapest,
neither shalt thou gather any gleaning of thy harvest: thou shalt leave
them unto the poor, and to the stranger: I am the LORD your God.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moran of the Lady Letty by Frank Norris: that Eilert" (she always spoke of her father by his first name),
"now that Eilert is dead, I've not a tie, not a relative, not even
a friend, and I don't wish it."
"But the loneliness of the life, the solitude," said Wilbur,
"that's what I don't understand. Did it ever occur to you that
the best happiness is the happiness that one shares?"
Moran clasped a knee in both hands and looked out to sea. She
never wore a hat, and the red light of the afterglow was turning
her rye-hued hair to saffron.
"Hoh!" she exclaimed, her heavy voice pitched even lower than
usual. "Who could understand or share any of my pleasures, or be
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