|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Parmenides by Plato:
hypotheses of the one and many have been regarded by some as transcendental
mysteries; by others as a mere illustration, taken at random, of a new
method. They seem to have been inspired by a sort of dialectical frenzy,
such as may be supposed to have prevailed in the Megarian School (compare
Cratylus, etc.). The criticism on his own doctrine of Ideas has also been
considered, not as a real criticism, but as an exuberance of the
metaphysical imagination which enabled Plato to go beyond himself. To the
latter part of the dialogue we may certainly apply the words in which he
himself describes the earlier philosophers in the Sophist: 'They went on
their way rather regardless of whether we understood them or not.'
The Parmenides in point of style is one of the best of the Platonic
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Modest Proposal by Jonathan Swift:
food and raiment for the rest of their lives, they shall, on the
contrary, contribute to the feeding, and partly to the cloathing
of many thousands.
There is likewise another great advantage in my scheme, that it
will prevent those voluntary abortions, and that horrid practice
of women murdering their bastard children, alas! too frequent
among us, sacrificing the poor innocent babes, I doubt, more to
avoid the expence than the shame, which would move tears and pity
in the most savage and inhuman breast.
The number of souls in this kingdom being usually reckoned one
million and a half, of these I calculate there may be about two
A Modest Proposal
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
at sight of them--for over a month he had seen no human being.
What if these were naked savages? What if their skins were black?
Were they not creatures fashioned in the mold of their Maker,
as was he? They were his brothers and sisters! He started
toward them. With a low warning Akut laid a hand upon his
arm to hold him back. The boy shook himself free, and with a
shout of greeting ran forward toward the ebon players.
The sound of his voice brought every head erect. Wide eyes
viewed him for an instant, and then, with screams of terror, the
children turned and fled toward the village. At their heels ran
their mothers, and from the village gate, in response to the
The Son of Tarzan