| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre: stone. This condition is admirably fulfilled. Take a careful look
at the habitation. The arches that gird the roof with a balustrade
and bear the weight of the edifice are fixed to the slab by their
extremities. Moreover, from each point of contact, there issues a
cluster of diverging threads that creep along the stone and cling
to it throughout their length, which spreads afar. I have measured
some fully nine inches long. These are so many cables; they
represent the ropes and pegs that hold the Arab's tent in position.
With such supports as these, so numerous and so methodically
arranged, the hammock cannot be torn from its bearings save by the
intervention of brutal methods with which the Spider need not
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young: One day the strangest thing of all so far happened.
One little girl called another little girl with whom she was
playing, ``Sister.''
Bessie Bell laughed at that.
``Oh, she is not a Sister!'' said Bessie Bell.
``Yes, she is; she is my sister!'' said the little girl.
``No,'' said Bessie Bell, just as great grown people said to her when
she remembered strange things, ``No, there never was in the world a
Sister like that!''
Then the smaller of the little girls who were playing together ran
to the larger one, and caught hold of her hand, and they stood
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Last War: A World Set Free by H. G. Wells: furniture, rafts, timbering, and miscellaneous objects.
The drowned were under water that morning. Only here and there
did a dead cow or a stiff figure still clinging stoutly to a box
or chair or such-like buoy hint at the hidden massacre. It was
not till the Thursday that the dead came to the surface in any
quantity. The view was bounded on every side by a gray mist that
closed overhead in a gray canopy. The air cleared in the
afternoon, and then, far away to the west under great banks of
steam and dust, the flaming red eruption of the atomic bombs came
visible across the waste of water.
They showed flat and sullen through the mist, like London
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