| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Faith of Men by Jack London: is the meat? That there was meat we know. Did we not hunt it and
drag it in from the hunt? And it were a lie to say one man hath
eaten it; yet have we seen nor hide nor hair. Where is the meat, O
Moosu? Thou hast the ear of God. Where is the meat?"
"'And the people cried, "Thou hast the ear of God. Where is the
meat?" And they put their heads together and were afraid. Then I
went among them, speaking fearsomely of the unknown things, of the
dead that come and go like shadows and do evil deeds, till they
cried aloud in terror and gathered all together, like little
children afraid of the dark. Neewak made harangue, laying this
evil that had come upon them at the door of Moosu. When he had
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Voyage of the Beagle by Charles Darwin: in the distance a great smoke, and found the skeleton of
horse, so we knew that Indians were in the neighbourhood
On the next morning (21st) tracks of a party of horse
and marks left by the trailing of the chuzos, or long spears
were observed on the ground. It was generally though
that the Indians had reconnoitred us during the night
Shortly afterwards we came to a spot where, from the fres
footsteps of men, children, and horses, it was evident tha
the party had crossed the river.
April 22nd. -- The country remained the same, and wa
extremely uninteresting. The complete similarity of th
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Heap O' Livin' by Edgar A. Guest: Silent whenever the harsh condemn,
And bearing it all for the love of them.
Only a dad but he gives his all,
To smooth the way for his children small,
Doing with courage stern and grim
The deeds that his father did for him.
This is the line that for him I pen:
Only a dad, but the best of men.
HARD KNOCKS
I'm not the man to say that failure's sweet,
Nor tell a chap to laugh when things go
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