| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Rig Veda: people that
he speed them on.
3 He with his shining glory blazing far and wide, he verily
it is who
slayeth demon foes, slayeth the demons like an axe:
At whose close touch things solid shake, and what is stable
yields
like trees.
Subduing all, he keeps his ground and flinches not, from the
skilled
archer flinches not.
 The Rig Veda |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: his family in Jamaica. The father, the Honourable Robert Jackson,
Custos Rotulorum of Kingston, came of a Yorkshire family, said to
be originally Scotch; and on the mother's side, counted kinship
with some of the Forbeses. The mother was Susan Campbell, one of
the Campbells of Auchenbreck. Her father Colin, a merchant in
Greenock, is said to have been the heir to both the estate and the
baronetcy; he claimed neither, which casts a doubt upon the fact,
but he had pride enough himself, and taught enough pride to his
family, for any station or descent in Christendom. He had four
daughters. One married an Edinburgh writer, as I have it on a
first account - a minister, according to another - a man at least
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Personal Record by Joseph Conrad: marvellousness which, you insist, attended your career upon that
tiny pin-point of light, hardly visible far, far below us, where
both our graves lie. No doubt! But reflect, O complaining
Shade! that this was not so much my fault as your crowning
misfortune. I believed in you in the only way it was possible
for me to believe. It was not worthy of your merits? So be it.
But you were always an unlucky man, Almayer. Nothing was ever
quite worthy of you. What made you so real to me was that you
held this lofty theory with some force of conviction and with an
admirable consistency."
It is with some such words translated into the proper shadowy
 A Personal Record |