| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: climb high, spin, nose dive and loop the loop. Nowadays we
took a proper care of the young, we had no need for high
birth rates, quite a small proportion of women with a gift in
that direction could supply all the offspring that the world
wanted. Given the power of determining sex that science was
slowly winning today, and why should we have so many women
about? A drastic elimination of the creatures would be quite
practicable. A fantastic world to a vulgar imagination, no
doubt, but to a calmly reasonable mind by no means fantastic.
But this was where the case of Sir Richmond became so
interesting. Was it really true that the companionship of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Koran: Verily, we have prepared for those who misbelieve chains and fetters
and a blaze!
Verily, the righteous shall drink of a cup tempered with Kafur, a
spring from which God's servants shall drink and make it gush out as
they please!
They who fulfil their vows, and fear a day, the evil which shall fly
abroad, and who give food for His love to the poor and the orphan
and the captive. 'We only feed you for God's sake; we desire not
from you either reward or thanks; we fear from our Lord a frowning,
calamitous day!'
And God will guard them from the evil of that day and will cast on
The Koran |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Divine Comedy (translated by H.F. Cary) by Dante Alighieri: And when he felt himself at large, turn'd round
There where the breast had been, his forked tail.
Thus, like an eel, outstretch'd at length he steer'd,
Gath'ring the air up with retractile claws.
Not greater was the dread when Phaeton
The reins let drop at random, whence high heaven,
Whereof signs yet appear, was wrapt in flames;
Nor when ill-fated Icarus perceiv'd,
By liquefaction of the scalded wax,
The trusted pennons loosen'd from his loins,
His sire exclaiming loud, "Ill way thou keep'st!"
The Divine Comedy (translated by H.F. Cary) |
