| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: of an infinitely distant chorus of them somewhere deep within
the earth. The new and inexplicable odor was abominably strong,
and we could detect scarcely a sign of that other nameless scent.
Puffs of visible vapor ahead bespoke increasing contrasts in temperature,
and the relative nearness of the sunless sea cliffs of the great
abyss. Then, quite unexpectedly, we saw certain obstructions on
the polished floor ahead - obstructions which were quite definitely
not penguins - and turned on our second torch after making sure
that the objects were quite stationary.
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Still another time
At the Mountains of Madness |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Concerning Christian Liberty by Martin Luther: So, too, His priesthood does not consist in the outward display
of vestments and gestures, as did the human priesthood of Aaron
and our ecclesiastical priesthood at this day, but in spiritual
things, wherein, in His invisible office, He intercedes for us
with God in heaven, and there offers Himself, and performs all
the duties of a priest, as Paul describes Him to the Hebrews
under the figure of Melchizedek. Nor does He only pray and
intercede for us; He also teaches us inwardly in the spirit with
the living teachings of His Spirit. Now these are the two special
offices of a priest, as is figured to us in the case of fleshly
priests by visible prayers and sermons.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Paz by Honore de Balzac: it in the morning when she took her drive, to meet her on the
boulevards in her pretty equipage, looking like a flower in a whorl of
leaves, inspired poor Thaddeus with mysterious delights, which glowed
in the depths of his heart but gave no signs upon his face.
How happened it that for five whole months the countess had never
perceived the captain? Because he hid himself from her knowledge, and
carefully concealed the pains he took to avoid her. Nothing so
resembles the Divine love as hopeless human love. A man must have
great depth of heart to devote himself in silence and obscurity to a
woman. In such a heart is the worship of love for love's sake only--
sublime avarice, sublime because ever generous and founded on the
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