| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lock and Key Library by Julian Hawthorne, Ed.: raising his eyes, saw my figure high above him.
"Is there any path by which I can come down and speak to you?"
He looked up at me without replying, and I looked down at him
without pressing him too soon with a repetition of my idle
question. Just then there came a vague vibration in the earth and
air, quickly changing into a violent pulsation, and an oncoming
rush that caused me to start back, as though it had a force to draw
me down. When such vapor as rose to my height from this rapid
train had passed me, and was skimming away over the landscape, I
looked down again, and saw him refurling the flag he had shown
while the train went by.
|
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Miracle Mongers and Their Methods by Harry Houdini: and can accommodate a dozen shorter
blades.
This woman is enabled to bend a blade
after swallowing it. By moving her head
back and forth she may even twist instruments
in her throat. To bend the body
after one has swallowed a sword is a
dangerous feat, even for a professional
swallower. There is a possibility of severing
some of the ligaments of the throat or else
large arteries or veins. Victorina has
Miracle Mongers and Their Methods |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Daisy Miller by Henry James: But we only had about a week of that, and now I'm enjoying myself.
I know ever so many people, and they are all so charming.
The society's extremely select. There are all kinds--English,
and Germans, and Italians. I think I like the English best.
I like their style of conversation. But there are some
lovely Americans. I never saw anything so hospitable.
There's something or other every day. There's not much dancing;
but I must say I never thought dancing was everything.
I was always fond of conversation. I guess I shall
have plenty at Mrs. Walker's, her rooms are so small."
When they had passed the gate of the Pincian Gardens,
|
