|The third excerpt represents the element of Water. It speaks of pure spiritual influences and feelings of love, and is drawn from The Tanach:
Exodus 36: 23 And he made the boards for the tabernacle; twenty boards for the south side southward.
Exodus 36: 24 And he made forty sockets of silver under the twenty boards: two sockets under one board for its two tenons, and two sockets under another board for its two tenons.
Exodus 36: 25 And for the second side of the tabernacle, on the north side, he made twenty boards,
Exodus 36: 26 and their forty sockets of silver: two sockets under one board, and two sockets under another board.
Exodus 36: 27 And for the hinder part of the tabernacle westward he made six boards.
Exodus 36: 28 And two boards made he for the corners of the tabernacle in the hinder part;
Exodus 36: 29 that they might be double beneath, and in like manner they should be complete unto the top thereof unto the first ring. Thus he did to both of them in the two corners.
Exodus 36: 30 And there were eight boards, and their sockets of silver, sixteen sockets: under every board two sockets.
Exodus 36: 31 And he made bars of acacia-wood: five for the boards of the one side of the tabernacle,
Exodus 36: 32 and five bars for the boards of the other side of the tabernacle, and five bars for the boards of the tabernacle for the hinder part westward.
Exodus 36: 33 And he made the middle bar to pass through in the midst of the boards from the one end to the other.
|The fourth excerpt represents the element of Earth. It speaks of physical influences and the impact of the unseen on the visible world, and is drawn from Tales of Unrest by Joseph Conrad:
escorted by a score of boats. All the paddles flashed and struck
together with a mighty splash that reverberated loudly in the
monumental amphitheatre of hills. A broad stream of dazzling foam
trailed behind the flotilla. The canoes appeared very black on the
white hiss of water; turbaned heads swayed back and forth; a multitude
of arms in crimson and yellow rose and fell with one movement; the
spearmen upright in the bows of canoes had variegated sarongs and
gleaming shoulders like bronze statues; the muttered strophes of the
paddlers' song ended periodically in a plaintive shout. They
diminished in the distance; the song ceased; they swarmed on the beach
in the long shadows of the western hills. The sunlight lingered on the
Tales of Unrest