|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson:
not be obliged to deliver a running lecture on abstract points of
science, subject to cross- examination by two acute students.
Bernie does not cross-examine much; but if anyone gets discomfited,
he laughs a sort of little silver-whistle giggle, which is trying
to the unhappy blunderer.'
'MAY 9TH. - Frewen is deep in parachutes. I beg him not to drop
from the top landing in one of his own making.'
'JUNE 6TH, 1876. - Frewen's crank axle is a failure just at present
- but he bears up.'
'JUNE 14TH. - The boys enjoy their riding. It gets them whole
funds of adventures. One of their caps falling off is matter for
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
side of them marched solid ranks of mounted warriors, for in
the chariots were the women and children of the royal court.
Upon the back of each monster zitidar rode a Martian youth,
and the whole scene carried me back to my first days upon Barsoom,
now twenty-two years in the past, when I had first beheld the
gorgeous spectacle of a caravan of the green horde of Tharks.
Never before today had I seen zitidars in the service of red men.
These brutes are huge mastodonian animals that tower to an immense
height even beside the giant green men and their giant thoats;
but when compared to the relatively small red man and his breed of
The Warlord of Mars
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
of his find. To him they were but pretty pebbles.
He plunged his hands into them and let the priceless gems
filter through his fingers. He went to others of the
chests, only to find still further stores of precious
stones. Nearly all were cut, and from these he
gathered a handful and filled the pouch which dangled at
his side--the uncut stones he tossed back into the chests.
Unwittingly, the ape-man had stumbled upon the
forgotten jewel-room of Opar. For ages it had lain
buried beneath the temple of the Flaming God, midway of
one of the many inky passages which the superstitious
Tarzan and the Jewels of Opar