| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs: and Ghak counseled waiting for some propitious accident
which would insure us some small degree of success.
I didn't see what accident could befall a whole community
in a land of perpetual daylight where the inhabitants had
no fixed habits of sleep. Why, I am sure that some of the
Mahars never sleep, while others may, at long intervals,
crawl into the dark recesses beneath their dwellings and
curl up in protracted slumber. Perry says that if a Mahar
stays awake for three years he will make up all his lost
sleep in a long year's snooze. That may be all true, but I
never saw but three of them asleep, and it was the sight
At the Earth's Core |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Timaeus by Plato: and having a tendency to come together, compresses everything and will not
allow any place to be left void. Wherefore, also, fire above all things
penetrates everywhere, and air next, as being next in rarity of the
elements; and the two other elements in like manner penetrate according to
their degrees of rarity. For those things which are composed of the
largest particles have the largest void left in their compositions, and
those which are composed of the smallest particles have the least. And the
contraction caused by the compression thrusts the smaller particles into
the interstices of the larger. And thus, when the small parts are placed
side by side with the larger, and the lesser divide the greater and the
greater unite the lesser, all the elements are borne up and down and hither
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre: front, towards the window, there is nothing to be seen at all.
In vain I examine above, below, at the side; in vain I vary the
direction of the eye: I can distinguish no support for the little
creature to walk upon. One would think that the beastie were
paddling in space. It suggests the idea of a small bird, tied by
the leg with a thread and making a flying rush forwards.
But, in this case, appearances are deceptive: flight is
impossible; the Spider must necessarily have a bridge whereby to
cross the intervening space. This bridge, which I cannot see, I
can at least destroy. I cleave the air with a ruler in front of
the Spider making for the window. That is quite enough: the tiny
The Life of the Spider |
