| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: moment, and it's exactly as we're seeing it, you and I. Yet it's
false. It's false in this sense, Polecrab. Side by side with it
another world exists, and that. other world is the true one, and this
one is all false and deceitful, to the very core. And so it occurs
to me that reality and falseness are two words for the same thing."
"Perhaps there is such another world," said Polecrab huskily. "But
did that vision also seem real and false to you?"
"Very real, but not false then, for then I didn't understand all
this. But just because it was real, it couldn't have been Surtur,
who has no connection with reality."
"Didn't those drum taps sound real to you?"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The War in the Air by H. G. Wells: black masses were great offices afire, and that the going to and
fro of minute, dim spectres of lantern-lit grey and white was a
harvesting of the wounded and the dead. As the light grew
clearer he began to understand more and more what these crumpled
black things signified....
He had watched hour after hour since first New York had risen out
of the blue indistinctness of the landfall. With the daylight he
experienced an intolerable fatigue.
He lifted weary eyes to the pink flush in the sky, yawned
immensely, and crawled back whispering to himself across the
cabin to the locker. He did not so.much lie down upon that as
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Paradise Lost by John Milton: Their distance argues, and their swift return
Diurnal,) merely to officiate light
Round this opacous Earth, this punctual spot,
One day and night; in all her vast survey
Useless besides; reasoning I oft admire,
How Nature wise and frugal could commit
Such disproportions, with superfluous hand
So many nobler bodies to create,
Greater so manifold, to this one use,
For aught appears, and on their orbs impose
Such restless revolution day by day
Paradise Lost |
