| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Ancient Regime by Charles Kingsley: LECTURE III--THE EXPLOSIVE FORCES
In a former lecture in this Institution, I said that the human race
owed more to the eighteenth century than to any century since the
Christian era. It may seem a bold assertion to those who value duly
the century which followed the revival of Greek literature, and
consider that the eighteenth century was but the child, or rather
grandchild, thereof. But I must persist in my opinion, even though
it seem to be inconsistent with my description of the very same era
as one of decay and death. For side by side with the death, there
was manifold fresh birth; side by side with the decay there was
active growth;--side by side with them, fostered by them, though
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft: in cosmic areas containing it; and they required housing - albeit
of a peculiar kind. Though their senses could penetrate all material
barriers, their substance could not; and certain forms of electrical
energy could wholly destroy them. They had the power of a๋rial
motion, despite the absence of wings or any other visible means
of levitation. Their minds were of such texture that no exchange
with them could be effected by the Great Race.
When these things
had come to the earth they had built mighty basalt cities of windowless
towers, and had preyed horribly upon the beings they found. Thus
it was when the minds of the Great Race sped across the void from
Shadow out of Time |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Market-Place by Harold Frederic: the clothes on his back, and the contents of two old
carpet-bags--these admissions, by degrees, were wormed
from him.
"But have you parted with the concession, then, that you
bought from me?" Thorpe suddenly asked him. "Help yourself
to some more whiskey!"
Tavender sighed as he tipped the decanter. "It isn't
any good," he answered, sadly. "The Government repudiates
it--that is, the Central Government at Mexico. Of course,
I never blamed you. I bought it with my eyes open,
and you sold it in perfect good faith. I never doubted
The Market-Place |
