| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: "To you, Hay Stockard, blasphemer and Philistine, greeting. In
your heart is the lust of Mammon, in your mind cunning devils, in
your tent this woman whom you live with in adultery; yet of these
divers sins, even here in the wilderness, I, Sturges Owen, apostle
to the Lord, bid you to repent and cast from you your iniquities."
"Save your cant! Save your cant!" Hay Stockard broke in testily.
"You'll need all you've got, and more, for Red Baptiste over
yonder."
He waved his hand toward the Indian camp, where the half-breed was
looking steadily across, striving to make out the newcomers.
Sturges Owen, disseminator of light and apostle to the Lord,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Emma by Jane Austen: her to the very spot where, at that moment, a trunk, directed to
The Rev. Philip Elton, White-Hart, Bath, was to be seen under the
operation of being lifted into the butcher's cart, which was to
convey it to where the coaches past; and every thing in this world,
excepting that trunk and the direction, was consequently a blank.
She went, however; and when they reached the farm, and she was to
be put down, at the end of the broad, neat gravel walk, which led
between espalier apple-trees to the front door, the sight of every
thing which had given her so much pleasure the autumn before,
was beginning to revive a little local agitation; and when they parted,
Emma observed her to be looking around with a sort of fearful curiosity,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Idylls of the King by Alfred Tennyson: Modred, a narrow face: anon he heard
The voice that billowed round the barriers roar
An ocean-sounding welcome to one knight,
But newly-entered, taller than the rest,
And armoured all in forest green, whereon
There tript a hundred tiny silver deer,
And wearing but a holly-spray for crest,
With ever-scattering berries, and on shield
A spear, a harp, a bugle--Tristram--late
From overseas in Brittany returned,
And marriage with a princess of that realm,
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