| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Man against the Sky by Edwin Arlington Robinson: To find the old room in Eleventh Street.
God save us! -- I came here again to live."
We rose at that, and all the ghosts rose then,
And followed us unseen to his old room.
No longer a good place for living men
We found it, and we shivered in the gloom.
The goods he took away from there were few,
And soon we found ourselves outside once more,
Where now the lamps along the Avenue
Bloomed white for miles above an iron floor.
"Now lead me to the newest of hotels,"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift: their country, where the smallest wherry was equal to a
first-rate man of war among us; and such a boat as I could manage
would never live in any of their rivers. Her majesty said, if I
would contrive a boat, her own joiner should make it, and she
would provide a place for me to sail in. The fellow was an
ingenious workman, and by my instructions, in ten days, finished
a pleasure-boat with all its tackling, able conveniently to hold
eight Europeans. When it was finished, the queen was so
delighted, that she ran with it in her lap to the king, who
ordered it to be put into a cistern full of water, with me in it,
by way of trial, where I could not manage my two sculls, or
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: Doubt
of the real facts, as I must reveal them, is inevitable; yet,
if I suppressed what will seem extravagant and incredible, there
would be nothing left. The hitherto withheld photographs, both
ordinary and aerial, will count in my favor, for they are damnably
vivid and graphic. Still, they will be doubted because of the
great lengths to which clever fakery can be carried. The ink drawings,
of course, will be jeered at as obvious impostures, notwithstanding
a strangeness of technique which art experts ought to remark and
puzzle over.
In the end I must rely on the judgment and standing
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