| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: the remnants of last night's temporary camp, and farther on a
grove of beautiful pines from which came the sharp ring of the
ax. Wider gaze took in a wonderful park, not only surrounded by
lofty crags, but full of crags of lesser height, many lifting
their heads from dark-green groves of trees. The morning sun,
not yet above the eastern elevations, sent its rosy and golden
shafts in between the towering rocks, to tip the pines.
Madeline, with the hounds beside her, walked through the nearest
grove. The ground was soft and springy and brown with
pine-needles. Then she saw that a clump of trees had prevented
her from seeing the most striking part of this natural park. The
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Aeroplanes and Dirigibles of War by Frederick A. Talbot: elaborate German aerial patrol of harbours, the base for such
aerial operations being established upon the island of
Heligoland.
So far the stern test of war as applied to the science of
aeronautics has emphasised the fact that as a naval unit the
dirigible is a complete failure. Whether experience will bring
about a modification of these views time alone will show, but it
is certain that existing principles of design will have to
undergo a radical revision to achieve any notable results. The
aeroplane alone has proved successful in this domain, and it is
upon this type of aerial craft that dependence will have to be
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from All's Well That Ends Well by William Shakespeare: I have deliv'red it an hour since: there is something in't that
stings his nature; for on the reading, it he changed almost into
another man.
FIRST LORD.
He has much worthy blame laid upon him for shaking off so good a
wife and so sweet a lady.
SECOND LORD.
Especially he hath incurred the everlasting displeasure of the
king, who had even tuned his bounty to sing happiness to him. I
will tell you a thing, but you shall let it dwell darkly with
you.
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