| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Barlaam and Ioasaph by St. John of Damascus: praise to be obedient to thy father, especially in a good cause,
and to gain the goodwill of the gods. What thinkest thou, my
son? Is it that I have willingly declined from the right, and
chosen to travel on the wrong road: or that, from ignorance and
inexperience of the good, I have given myself to destruction?
Well, if thou thinkest that I willingly prefer the evil to the
profitable, and choose death before life, thou seemest to me,
son, completely to have missed the goal in judging. Dost thou
not see to what discomfort and trouble I often expose myself in
mine expeditions against my foes, or when I am engaged in divers
other business for the public good, not sparing myself even
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from U. S. Project Trinity Report by Carl Maag and Steve Rohrer: fearing that fallout from the cloud would contaminate Guard Post 2,
had ordered the military police to evacuate. The chief monitor,
however, had found no significant radiation levels anywhere along the
northern part of Broadway nor around Guard Post 2. The Base Commander,
after being contacted by the chief monitor, drove to the foxholes and
ordered the guards to return to their post. This was the only
unplanned incident during the onsite monitoring (1).
After Guard Post 2 was reoccupied, the chief monitor returned to the
roadblock at the intersection of Broadway and the North Shelter Road.
The north shelter monitor informed the chief monitor of the sudden
evacuation of the north shelter, whereupon the chief monitor surveyed
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Some Reminiscences by Joseph Conrad: leader of a small caravan. The light of a headlong, exalted
satisfaction with the world of men and the scenery of mountains
illumined his clean-cut, very red face, his short, silver-white
whiskers, his innocently eager and triumphant eyes. In passing
he cast a glance of kindly curiosity and a friendly gleam of big,
sound, shiny teeth towards the man and the boy sitting like dusty
tramps by the roadside, with a modest knapsack lying at their
feet. His white calves twinkled sturdily, the uncouth Swiss
guide with a surly mouth stalked like an unwilling bear at his
elbow; a small train of three mules followed in single file the
lead of this inspiring enthusiast. Two ladies rode past one
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