| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: of its nature. It seemed to be a sort of monster, or symbol representing
a monster, of a form which only a diseased fancy could conceive.
If I say that my somewhat extravagant imagination yielded simultaneous
pictures of an octopus, a dragon, and a human caricature, I shall
not be unfaithful to the spirit of the thing. A pulpy, tentacled
head surmounted a grotesque and scaly body with rudimentary wings;
but it was the general outline of the whole which made it most
shockingly frightful. Behind the figure was a vague suggestions
of a Cyclopean architectural background.
The writing accompanying
this oddity was, aside from a stack of press cuttings, in Professor
Call of Cthulhu |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Youth by Joseph Conrad: itself--or is it youth alone? Who can tell? But you
here--you all had something out of life: money, love--
whatever one gets on shore--and, tell me, wasn't that the
best time, that time when we were young at sea; young
and had nothing, on the sea that gives nothing, except
hard knocks--and sometimes a chance to feel your
strength--that only--what you all regret?"
And we all nodded at him: the man of finance, the man
of accounts, the man of law, we all nodded at him over
the polished table that like a still sheet of brown water
reflected our faces, lined, wrinkled; our faces marked
Youth |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: pet.
"Come, Jim, I'll take you to Mr. Wells."
They stated across the little square, while Mose went back under the wagon;
but at a word from Joe he bounded after them, trotting contentedly at their
heels. Half way to the cabins a big, raw-boned teamster, singing in a drunken
voice, came staggering toward them. Evidently he had just left the group of
people who had gathered near the Indians.
"I didn't expect to see drunkenness out here," said Jim, in a low tone.
"There's lots of it. I saw that fellow yesterday when he, couldn't walk.
Wentz told me he was a bad customer."
The teamster, his red face bathed in perspiration, and his sleeves rolled up,
The Spirit of the Border |
