| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The House of Dust by Conrad Aiken: Screams of laughter, horrible mirth,
Clapping of hands, and thudding of drums,
And the long-drawn wail of one in pain.
To-night, he thought, I shall die again,
We shall die again in the red-eyed fire
To meet on the edge of the wood beyond
With the placid gaze of fed desire . . .
He walked; and behind the whisper of trees,
In and out, one walked with him:
She parted the branches and peered at him,
Through lowered lids her two eyes burned,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: "What?" inquired the riverman. "Didn't see it. Somebody fall
down?"
"Why, no," explained Newmark; "getting in off those logs without
getting caught."
"Oh!" said the man indifferently, turning away.
The going out of the jam drained the water from the lower floors of
the mill; the upper stories and the grain were still safe.
By evening the sluice-gate had been roughly provided with pole
guides down which to slide to the bed of the river. The following
morning saw the work going on as methodically as ever. During the
night a very good head of water had gathered behind the lowered
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: "Stewart, I see you carry a gun," she said, pointing to a black
handle protruding from a sheath swinging low along his leather
chaps.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Why do you carry it?" she asked.
"Well," he said, "it's not a pretty gun--and it's heavy." She
caught the inference. The gun was not an ornament. His keen,
steady, dark gaze caused her vague alarm. What had once seemed
cool and audacious about this cowboy was now cold and powerful
and mystical. Both her instinct and her intelligence realized
the steel fiber of the man's nature. As she was his employer,
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