| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A House of Pomegranates by Oscar Wilde: 'Thou art mad to say so,' cried the Star-Child angrily. 'I am no
son of thine, for thou art a beggar, and ugly, and in rags.
Therefore get thee hence, and let me see thy foul face no more.'
'Nay, but thou art indeed my little son, whom I bare in the
forest,' she cried, and she fell on her knees, and held out her
arms to him. 'The robbers stole thee from me, and left thee to
die,' she murmured, 'but I recognised thee when I saw thee, and the
signs also have I recognised, the cloak of golden tissue and the
amber chain. Therefore I pray thee come with me, for over the
whole world have I wandered in search of thee. Come with me, my
son, for I have need of thy love.'
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Ancient Regime by Charles Kingsley: noise; the wisdom becomes part of the general intellectual stock of
the nation, and prepares men for gradual, and therefore for
harmless, change.
As long as the press is free, a nation is guaranteed against sudden
and capricious folly, either from above or from below. As long as
the press is free, a nation is guaranteed against the worse evil of
persistent and obstinate folly, cloaking itself under the venerable
shapes of tradition and authority. For under a free press, a nation
must ultimately be guided not by a caste, not by a class, not by
mere wealth, not by the passions of a mob: but by mind; by the net
result of all the common-sense of its members; and in the present
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from God The Invisible King by H. G. Wells: everything else, a personality, and to be a personality is to have
characteristics, to be limited by characteristics; he is a Being,
not us but dealing with us and through us, he has an aim and that
means he has a past and future; he is within time and not outside
it. And they point out that this is really what everyone who prays
sincerely to God or gets help from God, feels and believes. Our
practice with God is better than our theory. None of us really pray
to that fantastic, unqualified danse a trois, the Trinity, which the
wranglings and disputes of the worthies of Alexandria and Syria
declared to be God. We pray to one single understanding person.
But so far the tactics of those Trinitarians at Nicaea, who stuck
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