| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Koran: thou art surely the Apostle of God;' but God knows that thou art His
Apostle: and God bears witness that the hypocrites are liars!
They take their faith for a cloak, and then they turn folks from
God's way:- evil is that which they have done! That is because they
believed and then disbelieved, wherefore is a stamp set on their
hearts so that they do not understand!
And when thou seest them, their persons please thee; but if they
speak, thou listenest to their speech: they are like timber propped
up: they reckon every noise against them! They are the foe, so
beware of them!-God fight against them, how they lie!
And when it is said to them, 'Come, and the Apostle of God will
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from From London to Land's End by Daniel Defoe: that dreadful tempest blew, November 27, 1703. This tempest began
on the Wednesday before, and blew with such violence, and shook the
lighthouse so much, that, as they told me there, Mr. Winstanley
would fain have been on shore, and made signals for help; but no
boats durst go off to him; and, to finish the tragedy, on the
Friday, November 26, when the tempest was so redoubled that it
became a terror to the whole nation, the first sight there seaward
that the people of Plymouth were presented with in the morning
after the storm was the bare Eddystone, the lighthouse being gone;
in which Mr. Winstanley and all that were with him perished, and
were never seen or heard of since. But that which was a worse loss
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Troll Garden and Selected Stories by Willa Cather: the table, now. I don't know what I'd have done when I was a kid
if it hadn't been for the Vavrikas, really."
"And all the time he was taking money that other people had
worked hard in the fields for," Mrs. Ericson observed.
"So do the circuses, Mother, and they're a good thing. People
ought to get fun for some of their money. Even father liked old
Joe."
"Your father," Mrs. Ericson said grimly, "liked everybody."
As they crossed the sand creek and turned into her own place,
Mrs. Ericson observed, "There's Olaf's buggy. He's stopped on his
way from town." Nils shook himself and prepared to greet his
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