| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: except at those moments when Branchspell was directly behind them,
they strode along all the time in deep shade; but still it was
disagreeably hot and relaxing. All life had ceased. A beautiful,
fantastic spectacle was presented by the cliff faces, the rocky
ground, and the boulders that choked the entire width of the gorge.
They were a snow-white crystalline limestone, heavily scored by veins
of bright, gleaming blue. The rivulet was no longer green, but a
clear, transparent crystal. Its noise was musical, and altogether it
looked most romantic and charming, but Leehallfae seemed to find
something else in it - aer features grew more and more set and
tortured.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from 'Twixt Land & Sea by Joseph Conrad: was also fascinated by that black, evil, glaring eye), only nodded
slightly at the lieutenant, as much as to say: "Just look at him!"
"Why, yes!" exclaimed old Nelson. "I see. What on earth - "
Meantime he had cautiously approached Heemskirk, who, bursting into
incoherent imprecations, was stamping with both feet where he
stood. The indignity of the blow, the rage of baffled purpose, the
ridicule of the exposure, and the impossibility of revenge maddened
him to a point when he simply felt he must howl with fury.
"Oh, oh, oh!" he howled, stamping across the verandah as though he
meant to drive his foot through the floor at every step.
"Why, is his face hurt?" asked the astounded old Nelson. The truth
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from From the Earth to the Moon by Jules Verne: continents; as the one grew heavier, the other became thicker
in proportion. The Merrimac, the Monitor, the Tennessee, the
Weehawken discharged enormous projectiles themselves, after
having been armor-clad against the projectiles of others. In fact
they did to others that which they would not they should do to them--
that grand principle of immortality upon which rests the whole art
of war.
Now if Barbicane was a great founder of shot, Nicholl was a
great forger of plates; the one cast night and day at Baltimore,
the other forged day and night at Philadelphia. As soon as ever
Barbicane invented a new shot, Nicholl invented a new plate;
From the Earth to the Moon |
