| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Dreams & Dust by Don Marquis: O lover of mine, ye swore,
Lover of mine, ye swore!
HUNTED
Oh, why do they hunt so hard, so hard, who have
no need of food?
Do they hunt for sport, do they hunt for hate, do
they hunt for the lust of blood?
. . . . . .
If I were a god I would get me a spear, I would
get me horse and dog,
And merrily, merrily I would ride through covert
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Works of Samuel Johnson by Samuel Johnson: or seminal idea, which, enlarged by the gradual
accretion of matter stored in the mind, is by the
warmth of fancy easily expanded into flowers, and
sometimes ripened into fruit.
The most frequent difficulty by which the authors
of these petty compositions are distressed, arises
from the perpetual demand of novelty and change.
The compiler of a system of science lays his invention
at rest, and employs only his judgment, the
faculty exerted with least fatigue. Even the relator
of feigned adventures, when once the principal
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: ahead. Strangest of all the things that had happened was the sudden
silencing of the noisy crowd.
The Mexican was not there. His companions, Bud and Bill, as Buell had
called them, were sitting at a table, and as Jim Williams walked into the
center of the room they slowly and gradually rose to their feet. One was a
swarthy man with evil eyes and a scar on his cheek; the other had a brick-
red face and a sandy mustache with a vicious curl. Neither seemed to be
afraid, only cautious.
"We're all lookin' for thet Greaser friend of yourn," drawled Jim. "I shore
want to see him bad."
"He's gone, Williams," replied one. "Was in somethin' of a rustle, an'
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