|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft:
off some. I wonder how I shall look when the earth is cleared
and there are no earth beings on it. He that came with the Aklo
Sabaoth said I may be transfigured there being much of outside
to work on.
Morning found Dr Armitage in a cold sweat of terror
and a frenzy of wakeful concentration. He had not left the manuscript
all night, but sat at his table under the electric light turning
page after page with shaking hands as fast as he could decipher
the cryptic text. He had nervously telephoned his wife he would
not be home, and when she brought him a breakfast from the house
he could scarcely dispose of a mouthful. All that day he read
The Dunwich Horror
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson by Mark Twain:
the clans were already gathering in the big hall over the market house.
Luigi accepted the invitation cordially. Angelo less cordially,
since he disliked crowds, and did not drink the powerful intoxicants
of America. In fact, he was even a teetotaler sometimes--
when it was judicious to be one.
The twins left with Buckstone, and Tom Driscoll joined the
company with them uninvited.
In the distance, one could see a long wavering line of
torches drifting down the main street, and could hear the
throbbing of the bass drum, the clash of cymbals, the squeaking
of a fife or two, and the faint roar of remote hurrahs. The tail
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young:
Because, in all that she knew or remembered or wondered about, there
was nothing at all about that strange thing that all the little
children, but herself, knew so well about--''Own-dear-sisters.''
Another strange thing came into her mind, brought into her mind
partly by her ears, but mostly by her eyes: There were not in this
new world on the high mountain--perhaps there were not after all so
many anywhere as she had thought--there were not so many Sisters
like Sister Helen Vincula (for was not Sister Helen Vincula the only
Sister she had seen on the mountain?). There were not after all so
many Sisters like Sister Angela; and Sister Mary Felice, who watched
the little blue-checked-apron girls playing in the sand; and Sister