|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Koran:
On the day when we will assault with the great assault, verily, we
will take vengeance.
And we already tried the people of Pharaoh when there came to them a
noble apostle: 'Send back to me God's servants; verily, I am to you
a faithful apostle;' and, 'Exalt not yourselves above God; verily, I
come to you with obvious authority. And, verily, I seek refuge in my
Lord and your Lord, that ye stone me not. And if ye believe not in
me then let me alone!'
Then he called upon his Lord, 'Verily, these are a sinful people.'
So journey with my servants by night-verily, ye will be pursued. But
leave the sea in quiet-verily, they are a host to be drowned! How many
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Life and Adventures of Santa Claus by L. Frank Baum:
Claus gazed upon them earnestly.
"Your brothers of the Forest," he said, "I have known and loved many
years. I shall love you, also, when we have become friends. To me
the laws of the Ryls, whether those of the Forest or of the field, are
sacred. I have never wilfully destroyed one of the flowers you tend
so carefully; but I must plant grain to use for food during the cold
winter, and how am I to do this without killing the little creatures
that sing to me so prettily of their fragrant blossoms?"
The Yellow Ryl, he who tends the buttercups, made answer:
"Fret not, friend Claus. The great Ak has spoken to us of you. There
is better work for you in life than to labor for food, and though, not
The Life and Adventures of Santa Claus
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Secrets of the Princesse de Cadignan by Honore de Balzac:
distinguished; your manner of saying things would make a cook-book
"You go fast in friendship," she said, in a grave voice which made
d'Arthez extremely uneasy.
The conversation changed; the hour was late, and the poor man of
genius went away contrite for having seemed curious, and for wounding
the sensitive heart of that rare woman who had so strangely suffered.
As for her, she had passed her life in amusing herself with men, and
was another Don Juan in female attire, with this difference: she would
certainly not have invited the Commander to supper, and would have got
the better of any statue.