| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Out of Time's Abyss by Edgar Rice Burroughs: the beating of its wings, there swooped silently out of the black
night behind him another weird and ghostly shape. With its huge
wings partly closed for the dive and its white robe fluttering in
its wake, the apparition swooped down upon the Englishman.
So great was the force of the impact when the thing struck
Bradley between the shoulders that the man was half stunned.
His rifle flew from his grasp; he felt clawlike talons of great
strength seize him beneath his arms and sweep him off his feet;
and then the thing rose swiftly with him, so swiftly that his cap
was blown from his head by the rush of air as he was borne
rapidly upward into the inky sky and the cry of warning to his
Out of Time's Abyss |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Poems of William Blake by William Blake: The Lilly of the valley breathing in the humble grass
Answerd the lovely maid and said: I am a watry weed,
And I am very small and love to dwell in lowly vales:
So weak the gilded butterfly scarce perches on my head
Yet I am visited from heaven and he that smiles on all
Walks in the valley, and each morn over me spreads his hand
Saying, rejoice thou humble grass, thou new-born lily flower.
Thou gentle maid of silent valleys and of modest brooks:
For thou shall be clothed in light, and fed with morning manna:
Till summers heat melts thee beside the fountains and the springs
To flourish in eternal vales: they why should Thel complain.
Poems of William Blake |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James: a shake that might have meant many different things.
"That 's a reason why you ought to settle down with us,"
said Mr. Wentworth, with that dryness of utterance which,
as Eugenia was too intelligent not to feel, took nothing
from the delicacy of his meaning.
She looked at him, and for an instant, in his cold, still face,
she seemed to see a far-away likeness to the vaguely remembered
image of her mother. Eugenia was a woman of sudden emotions,
and now, unexpectedly, she felt one rising in her heart.
She kept looking round the circle; she knew that there
was admiration in all the eyes that were fixed upon her.
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