| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Road to Oz by L. Frank Baum: upon it and the letters made these words:
 ALL PERSONS ARE WARNED NOT TO VENTURE UPON THIS DESERT
 For the Deadly Sands will Turn Any Living Flesh
to Dust in an instant.  Beyond This Barrier is the
 LAND OF OZ
 But no one can Reach that Beautiful Country
because of these Destroying Sands
 "Oh," said Dorothy, when the shaggy man had read the sign aloud;
"I've seen this desert before, and it's true no one can live who
tries to walk upon the sands."
 "Then we musn't try it," answered the shaggy man thoughtfully.
  The Road to Oz
 | The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from American Notes by Rudyard Kipling: up exactly like a hive, at the Turban (which is not in the least
like a turban), and at many, many other geysers, hot holes, and
springs.  Some of them rumbled, some hissed, some went off
spasmodically, and others lay dead still in sheets of sapphire
and beryl.
 Would you believe that even these terrible creatures have to be
guarded by the troopers to prevent the irreverent Americans from
chipping the cones to pieces, or, worse still, making the geyser
sick?  If you take a small barrel full of soft-soap and drop it
down a geyser's mouth, that geyser will presently be forced to
lay all before you, and for days afterward will be of an
 | The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Varieties of Religious Experience by William James: me to repent.  All I felt was 'I am undone,' and God cannot help
it, although he loves me.  No fault on the part of the Almighty. 
All the time I was supremely happy:  I felt like a little child
before his father.  I had done wrong, but my Father did not scold
me, but loved me most wondrously.  Still my doom was sealed.  I
was lost to a certainty, and being naturally of a brave
disposition I did not quail under it, but deep sorrow
for the past, mixed with regret for what I had lost, took hold
upon me, and my soul thrilled within me to think it was all over.
Then there crept in upon me so gently, so lovingly, so
unmistakably, a way of escape, and what was it after all?  The
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