|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Smalcald Articles by Dr. Martin Luther:
satisfaction for my sins and amend my life.
There was here [profound silence and] no mention of Christ nor
faith; but men hoped by their own works to overcome and blot
out sins before God. And with this intention we became priests
and monks, that we might array ourselves against sin.
As to contrition, this is the way it was done: Since no one
could remember all his sins (especially as committed through
an entire year), they inserted this provision, namely, that if
an unknown sin should be remembered later [if the remembrance
of a concealed sin should perhaps return], this also must be
repented of and confessed etc. Meanwhile they were [the person
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence:
She was stronger, she could walk better, and iii the wood the wind
would not be so tiring as it was across the bark, flatten against her.
She wanted to forget, to forget the world, and all the dreadful,
carrion-bodied people. 'Ye must be born again! I believe in the
resurrection of the body! Except a grain of wheat fall into the earth
and die, it shall by no means bring forth. When the crocus cometh forth
I too will emerge and see the sun!' In the wind of March endless
phrases swept through her consciousness.
Little gusts of sunshine blew, strangely bright, and lit up the
celandines at the wood's edge, under the hazel-rods, they spangled out
bright and yellow. And the wood was still, stiller, but yet gusty with
Lady Chatterley's Lover
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac:
frequent severance of our two natures, the fact I have been thinking
out for a very long time. At last, then, I have hit on evidence to
show the superiority that distinguishes our latent senses from our
corporeal senses! /Homo duplex/!
"And yet," he went on, after a pause, with a doubtful shrug, "perhaps
we have not two natures; perhaps we are merely gifted with personal
and perfectible qualities, of which the development within us produces
certain unobserved phenomena of activity, penetration, and vision. In
our love of the marvelous, a passion begotten of our pride, we have
translated these effects into poetical inventions, because we did not
understand them. It is so convenient to deify the incomprehensible!