|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London:
carried a circular block of carved wood three inches in diameter.
The torn ear had been pierced again, but this time not so
ambitiously, for the hole accommodated no more than a short clay
pipe. The man-horse was greasy and dirty, and naked save for an
exceedingly narrow and dirty loin-cloth; but the white man clung to
him closely and desperately. At times, from weakness, his head
drooped and rested on the woolly pate. At other times he lifted
his head and stared with swimming eyes at the cocoanut palms that
reeled and swung in the shimmering heat. He was clad in a thin
undershirt and a strip of cotton cloth, that wrapped about his
waist and descended to his knees. On his head was a battered
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells:
Would you like to see it? . . . NO! . . .
"This spring, Benham, I tell you, is driving me mad. It is a
peculiarly erotic spring. I cannot sleep, I cannot fix my mind, I
cannot attend to ordinary conversation. These feelings, I
understand, are by no means peculiar to myself. . . . No, don't
interrupt me, Benham; let me talk now that the spirit of speech is
upon me. When you came in you said, ‘How are you?' I am telling
you how I am. You brought it on yourself. Well--I am--inflamed. I
have no strong moral or religious convictions to assist me either to
endure or deny this--this urgency. And so why should I deny it?
It's one of our chief problems here. The majority of my fellow dons
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu by Sax Rohmer:
He threw it down, and fell to pacing the room again.
"Where did you find him--exactly?" he asked.
"Limehouse Reach--under Commercial Dock Pier--exactly an hour ago."
"And you last saw him at eight o'clock last night?"--to Weymouth.
"Eight to a quarter past."
"You think he has been dead nearly twenty-four hours, Petrie?"
"Roughly, twenty-four hours," I replied.
"Then, we know that he was on the track of the Fu-Manchu group,
that he followed up some clew which led him to the neighborhood
of old Ratcliff Highway, and that he died the same night.
You are sure that is where he was going?"
The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu