|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Return of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
he lost consciousness.
The City of Gold
The very night that Tarzan of the Apes became chief of
the Waziri the woman he loved lay dying in a tiny boat
two hundred miles west of him upon the Atlantic.
As he danced among his naked fellow savages, the firelight
gleaming against his great, rolling muscles, the
personification of physical perfection and strength,
the woman who loved him lay thin and emaciated in the
last coma that precedes death by thirst and starvation.
The Return of Tarzan
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft:
the greatest shock I ever experienced, and it is only with reluctance
that I repeat it. As I have said, it happened when we were in
the medical school where West had already made himself notorious
through his wild theories on the nature of death and the possibility
of overcoming it artificially. His views, which were widely ridiculed
by the faculty and by his fellow-students, hinged on the essentially
mechanistic nature of life; and concerned means for operating
the organic machinery of mankind by calculated chemical action
after the failure of natural processes. In his experiments with
various animating solutions, he had killed and treated immense
numbers of rabbits, guinea-pigs, cats, dogs, and monkeys, till
Herbert West: Reanimator
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Emma McChesney & Co. by Edna Ferber:
Avenue--not by a long shot! Why? Because there's only one of
her. She doesn't come in dozen lots. I know that that girl you
see every day on Fifth Avenue is all that I deserve. But, by
some heaven-sent miracle, I'm to have this Emma McChesney woman!
I don't know how it came to be true. I don't deserve it. But it
is true, and that's enough for me."
Emma McChesney would look up at him, eyes wet, mouth smiling.
"T. A., you're balm and myrrh and incense and meat and drink to
me. I wish I had words to tell you what I'm thinking now. But I
haven't. So I'll just cover it up. We both know it's there.
And I'll tell you that you make love like a `movie' hero. Yes,
Emma McChesney & Co.