| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Aesop's Fables by Aesop: Frogs jumped upon the Log and commenced dancing up and down upon
it, thereupon all the Frogs came and did the same; and for some
time the Frogs went about their business every day without taking
the slightest notice of their new King Log lying in their midst.
But this did not suit them, so they sent another petition to Jove,
and said to him, "We want a real king; one that will really rule
over us." Now this made Jove angry, so he sent among them a big
Stork that soon set to work gobbling them all up. Then the Frogs
repented when too late.
Better no rule than cruel rule.
The Mountains in Labour
Aesop's Fables |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: "Friend," said I, "your plain but honest face belies your words.
You don't want to see the opera any more than I do, and now
you're jealous because to-morrow I shall sit down to dinner
comfortably while you are trying to remember which of the
sandwiches have mustard, and praying that the lights won't go up
till your mouth's empty."
To the consternation of the assistants in the library, Berry
covered his face with his hands.
"He thinks it decent to revile me," he said weakly. "Where is my
wife, my helpmeet?"
But Daphne had already retired. As I left the shop, an American
The Brother of Daphne |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Kwaidan by Lafcadio Hearn: the sickness will pass."...
"No, no!" she responded -- "I am dying! -- I do not imagine it;-- I
know!... And it were needless now, my dear husband, to hide the truth from
you any longer:-- I am not a human being. The soul of a tree is my soul;--
the heart of a tree is my heart;-- the sap of the willow is my life. And
some one, at this cruel moment, is cutting down my tree;-- that is why I
must die!... Even to weep were now beyond my strength!-- quickly, quickly
repeat the Nembutsu for me... quickly!... Ah!...
With another cry of pain she turned aside her beautiful head, and tried to
hide her face behind her sleeve. But almost in the same moment her whole
form appeared to collapse in the strangest way, and to sank down, down,
Kwaidan |
