|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft:
to return home as soon as possible for the sake of my nerves,
and made my son promise to fly me in the plane to Perth - a thousand
miles to the southwest - as soon as he had surveyed the region
I wished let alone.
If, I reflected, the thing I had seen was
still visible, I might decide to attempt a specific warning even
at the cost of ridicule. It was just conceivable that the miners
who knew the local folklore might back me up. Humouring me, my
son made the survey that very afternoon, flying over all the terrain
my walk could possibly have covered. Yet nothing of what I had
found remained in sight.
Shadow out of Time
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Kidnapped Santa Claus by L. Frank Baum:
I assisted in your capture. Of course it is too late to remedy the
evil that has been done; but repentance, you know, can come only after
an evil thought or deed, for in the beginning there is nothing to
"So I understand," said Santa Claus. "Those who avoid evil need never
visit your cave."
"As a rule, that is true," replied the Daemon; "yet you, who have done
no evil, are about to visit my cave at once; for to prove that I sincerely
regret my share in your capture I am going to permit you to escape."
This speech greatly surprised the prisoner, until he reflected that it
was just what might be expected of the Daemon of Repentance. The
A Kidnapped Santa Claus
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Land of Footprints by Stewart Edward White:
to my waist. When I had gained the top, I found grass growing
patchily from six inches to two feet high; and small, scrubby
trees from four to ten feet tall, spaced regularly, but very
scattered. These little trees hardly formed cover, but their
aggregation at sufficient distance limited the view.
The sing-sing had evidently found his way over the edge of the
bench. I turned to go back to camp. A duiker-a small grass
antelope-broke from a little patch of the taller grass, rushed,
head down headlong after their fashion, suddenly changed his
mind, and dashed back again. I stepped forward to see why he had
changed his mind-and ran into two lions!