| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: his fellows, and everyone watched the queer recession of the monstrously
carven portal. In this phantasy of prismatic distortion it moved
anomalously in a diagonal way, so that all the rules of matter
and perspective seemed upset.
The aperture was black with a
darkness almost material. That tenebrousness was indeed a positive
quality; for it obscured such parts of the inner walls as ought
to have been revealed, and actually burst forth like smoke from
its aeon-long imprisonment, visibly darkening the sun as it slunk
away into the shrunken and gibbous sky on flapping membraneous
wings. The odour rising from the newly opened depths was intolerable,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Happy Prince and Other Tales by Oscar Wilde: for the Doctor. But he lives so far away, and it is such a bad
night, that it has just occurred to me that it would be much better
if you went instead of me. You know I am going to give you my
wheelbarrow, and so, it is only fair that you should do something
for me in return.'
"'Certainly,' cried little Hans, 'I take it quite as a compliment
your coming to me, and I will start off at once. But you must lend
me your lantern, as the night is so dark that I am afraid I might
fall into the ditch.'
"'I am very sorry,' answered the Miller, 'but it is my new lantern,
and it would be a great loss to me if anything happened to it.'
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A House of Pomegranates by Oscar Wilde: people came crowding out of the houses to look at us, and a crier
went round the city crying through a shell. We stood in the
market-place, and the negroes uncorded the bales of figured cloths
and opened the carved chests of sycamore. And when they had ended
their task, the merchants set forth their strange wares, the waxed
linen from Egypt and the painted linen from the country of the
Ethiops, the purple sponges from Tyre and the blue hangings from
Sidon, the cups of cold amber and the fine vessels of glass and the
curious vessels of burnt clay. From the roof of a house a company
of women watched us. One of them wore a mask of gilded leather.
'And on the first day the priests came and bartered with us, and on
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