| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Gettysburg Address by Abraham Lincoln: We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place
for those who here gave their lives that this nation might live.
It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate. . .we cannot consecrate. . .
we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead,
who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power
to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember,
what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished
work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced.
It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells: had taken out of the cylinder into a shape having an un-
mistakable likeness to its own; and down on the left a busy
little digging mechanism had come into view, emitting jets
of green vapour and working its way round the pit, excavating
and embanking in a methodical and discriminating manner.
This it was which had caused the regular beating noise, and
the rhythmic shocks that had kept our ruinous refuge quiver-
ing. It piped and whistled as it worked. So far as I could
see, the thing was without a directing Martian at all.
CHAPTER THREE
THE DAYS OF IMPRISONMENT
War of the Worlds |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: Their images with Them."
Shaken with such a mental revolution
as I had never before known, I now resolved to visit Mate Johansen
in Oslo. Sailing for London, I reembarked at once for the Norwegian
capital; and one autumn day landed at the trim wharves in the
shadow of the Egeberg. Johansen's address, I discovered, lay in
the Old Town of King Harold Haardrada, which kept alive the name
of Oslo during all the centuries that the greater city masqueraded
as "Christiana." I made the brief trip by taxicab, and knocked
with palpitant heart at the door of a neat and ancient building
with plastered front. A sad-faced woman in black answered my summons,
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