| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard: than our poor servant who had been sucked down two days before
in the waters of the subterranean river. It quite frightened
me. I thought that we had left him behind for ever, and behold!
borne by the current, he had made the awful journey with us,
and with us had reached the end. His appearance also was dreadful,
for he bore traces of having touched the pillar of fire -- one
arm being completely shrivelled up and all his hair being burnt
off. The features were, as I have said, sunken, and yet they
preserved upon them that awful look of despair that I had seen
upon his living face as the poor fellow was sucked down. Really
the sight unnerved me, weary and shaken as I felt with all that
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe: which he had drunken, waited no longer to hold parley with the
hermit, who, in sooth, was of an obstinate and maliceful turn,
but, feeling the rain upon his shoulders, and fearing the rising
of the tempest, uplifted his mace outright, and, with blows, made
quickly room in the plankings of the door for his gauntleted
hand; and now pulling therewith sturdily, he so cracked, and
ripped, and tore all asunder, that the noise of the dry and
hollow-sounding wood alarmed and reverberated throughout the
forest."
At the termination of this sentence I started, and for a
moment, paused; for it appeared to me (although I at once
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: If they had it was said very silently.
"Now, Miss Messiter is going to pass it up this time, but from
now on y'u don't go off on any private massacrees while y'u punch
at the Lazy D. Git that? This hyer is the last call for supper in
the dining-cah. If y'u miss it, y'u'll feed at some other
chuckhouse." Suddenly the drawl of his sarcasm vanished. His
voice carried the ring of peremptory command. "Jim, y'u go back
to the ranch with Miss Messiter, AND KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN. Missou,
I need y'u. We're going back. I reckon y'u better hang on to the
stirrup, for we got to travel some. Adios, senorita!"
He was off at a slow lope on the road he had just come, the other
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