| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells: intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this
earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their
plans against us. And early in the twentieth century came
the great disillusionment.
The planet Mars, I scarcely need remind the reader, re-
volves about the sun at a mean distance of 140,000,000 miles,
and the light and heat it receives from the sun is barely half
of that received by this world. It must be, if the nebular
hypothesis has any truth, older than our world; and long
before this earth ceased to be molten, life upon its surface
must have begun its course. The fact that it is scarcely
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Book of Remarkable Criminals by H. B. Irving: and returned about nine o'clock. Soon after their return
Castaing ordered some warmed wine to be sent up to the bedroom.
It was taken up by one of the maid-servants. Two glasses were
mixed with lemon and sugar which Castaing had brought with him.
Both the young men drank of the beverage. Auguste complained
that it was sour, and thought that he had put too much lemon in
it. He gave his glass to the servant to taste, who also found
the drink sour. Shortly after she left the room and went
upstairs to the bedside of one of her fellow-servants who was
ill. Castaing, for no apparent reason, followed her up and
stayed in the room for about five minutes. Auguste spent a bad
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen: and, as he said, went to look for flowers in the wood, and the
man, who could hear him shouting with delight at his
discoveries, felt no uneasiness. Suddenly, however, he was
horrified at hearing the most dreadful screams, evidently the
result of great terror, proceeding from the direction in which
his son had gone, and he hastily threw down his tools and ran
to see what had happened. Tracing his path by the sound, he
met the little boy, who was running headlong, and was evidently
terribly frightened, and on questioning him the man elicited
that after picking a posy of flowers he felt tired, and lay
down on the grass and fell asleep. He was suddenly awakened,
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