| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot: So rudely forced; yet there the nightingale 100
Filled all the desert with inviolable voice
And still she cried, and still the world pursues,
'Jug Jug' to dirty ears.
And other withered stumps of time
Were told upon the walls; staring forms
Leaned out, leaning, hushing the room enclosed.
Footsteps shuffled on the stair.
Under the firelight, under the brush, her hair
Spread out in fiery points
Glowed into words, then would be savagely still, 110
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: know also that she can outrun your vaunted Washoe Ban. There! I challenge you!
And furthermore, you may ride her yourself. You know what Ban can do; so you
must ride Dolly and see for yourself what she can do."
They proceeded to exchange the saddles on the horses, glad of the diversion
and making the most of it.
"I'm glad I was born in California," Lute remarked, as she swung astride of
Ban. "It's an outrage both to horse and woman to ride in a sidesaddle."
"You look like a young Amazon," the man said approvingly, his eyes passing
tenderly over the girl as she swung the horse around.
"Are you ready?" she asked.
"All ready!"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: but that she had yielded. Perhaps he knew it; and knowing it kept the
tighter rein upon desire. She was as metal molten in the crucible, to
be moulded by his craftsman's hands into any pattern that he chose. But
the crucible was the crucible of pity, not of love; that, too, he knew,
and, knowing it, forbore.
He dropped her hand, doffed his hat, and, wheeling his horse about,
touched it with the spur and rode back towards the thicket where his
friends awaited him. As he left her, she too wheeled about, as if to
follow him. She strove to command her voice that she might recall him;
but at that same moment Trenchard, hearing his returning hoofs, thrust
out into the road with Vallancey following at his heels. The old
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