|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Alcibiades II by Platonic Imitator:
will most likely prevent you from using the prayer of the Lacedaemonians.
You had better wait until we find out how we should behave towards the Gods
and towards men.
ALCIBIADES: And how long must I wait, Socrates, and who will be my
teacher? I should be very glad to see the man.
SOCRATES: It is he who takes an especial interest in you. But first of
all, I think, the darkness must be taken away in which your soul is now
enveloped, just as Athene in Homer removes the mist from the eyes of
'He may distinguish between God and mortal man.'
Afterwards the means may be given to you whereby you may distinguish
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells:
present bowed down to us, the past did not. We stood up to the
dark, long portraits of the extinguished race--one was a
Holbein--and looked them in their sidelong eyes. They looked
back at us. We all, I know, felt the enigmatical quality in
them. Even my uncle was momentarily embarrassed, I think, by
that invincibly self-complacent expression. It was just as
though, after all, he had not bought them up and replaced them
altogether; as though that, secretly, they knew better and could
smile at him.
The spirit of the place was akin to Bladesover, but touched with
something older and remoter. That armour that stood about had
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum:
every direction were furnaces and forges glowing brightly and Nomes
hammering upon precious metals or polishing gleaming jewels. All
around the walls of the cave were thousands of doors of silver and
gold, built into the solid rock, and these extended in rows far away
into the distance, as far as Ozma's eyes could follow them.
While the little maid from Oz gazed wonderingly upon this scene the
Nome King uttered a shrill whistle, and at once all the silver and
gold doors flew open and solid ranks of Nome soldiers marched out from
every one. So great were their numbers that they quickly filled the
immense underground cavern and forced the busy workmen to abandon
Ozma of Oz