|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge by Ambrose Bierce:
As Peyton Fahrquhar fell straight downward through the
bridge he lost consciousness and was as one already dead.
From this state he was awakened -- ages later, it seemed to
him -- by the pain of a sharp pressure upon his throat,
followed by a sense of suffocation. Keen, poignant agonies
seemed to shoot from his neck downward through every fiber of
his body and limbs. These pains appeared to flash along well
defined lines of ramification and to beat with an
inconceivably rapid periodicity. They seemed like streams of
pulsating fire heating him to an intolerable temperature. As
to his head, he was conscious of nothing but a feeling of
An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard:
and will settle your stomach," and she produced a black bottle and
subjected it to the attentions of the vatdoek, growing quite angry when
I declined it and sent for water.
Next she insisted upon my getting into her own bed in the wagon to
sleep, forbidding me to smoke, which she said made the hand shake.
Thither, then, I went, after a brief conversation with Hans, whom I
directed to clean my rifle thoroughly. For I wished to be alone and
knew that I had little chance of solitude outside of that somewhat fusty
To tell the truth, although I shut my eyes to deceive the vrouw, who
looked in occasionally to see how I was getting on, no sleep came to me
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Maggie: A Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane:
me feet dat ye'd grow up teh say sech a t'ing teh yer mudder--yer
own mudder. I never taut--"
Sobs choked her and interrupted her reproaches.
"Dere ain't nottin' teh raise sech hell about," said Jimmie.
"I on'y says it 'ud be better if we keep dis t'ing dark, see?
It queers us! See?"
His mother laughed a laugh that seemed to ring through the
city and be echoed and re-echoed by countless other laughs.
"Oh, yes, I will, won't I! Sure!"
"Well, yeh must take me fer a damn fool," said Jimmie,
indignant at his mother for mocking him. "I didn't say we'd make
Maggie: A Girl of the Streets