| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Kwaidan by Lafcadio Hearn: gate of the Amidaji. "Kaimon!" [4] the samurai called,-- and there was a
sound of unbarring; and the twain passed on. They traversed a space of
garden, and halted again before some entrance; and the retainer cried in a
loud voice, "Within there! I have brought Hoichi." Then came sounds of feet
hurrying, and screens sliding, and rain-doors opening, and voices of womeni
n converse. By the language of the women Hoichi knew them to be domestics
in some noble household; but he could not imagine to what place he had been
conducted. Little time was allowed him for conjecture. After he had been
helped to mount several stone steps, upon the last of which he was told to
leave his sandals, a woman's hand guided him along interminable reaches of
polished planking, and round pillared angles too many to remember, and over
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sesame and Lilies by John Ruskin: teach us of the mystery of life. But there is another, and a sadder
one, which they cannot teach us, which we must read on their
tombstones.
"Do it with thy might." There have been myriads upon myriads of
human creatures who have obeyed this law--who have put every breath
and nerve of their being into its toil--who have devoted every hour,
and exhausted every faculty--who have bequeathed their
unaccomplished thoughts at death--who, being dead, have yet spoken,
by majesty of memory, and strength of example. And, at last, what
has all this "Might" of humanity accomplished, in six thousand years
of labour and sorrow? What has it DONE? Take the three chief
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu by Sax Rohmer: They passed around us quietly, the little yellow man leading, with his
curious, lithe gait, and the other, an impassive Chinaman, following.
The curtain was raised, and I heard footsteps receding on the stairs.
"Don't stir," whispered Smith.
An intense excitement was clearly upon him, and he communicated it to me.
Who was the occupant of the room above?
Footsteps on the stair, and the Chinaman reappeared, recrossed the floor,
and went out. The little, bent man went over to another bunk, this time
leading up the stair one who looked like a lascar.
"Did you see his right hand?" whispered Smith. "A dacoit!
They come here to report and to take orders. Petrie, Dr. Fu-Manchu
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