| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Concerning Christian Liberty by Martin Luther: the papal authority is growing weak, and its notorious ignorance
is evil spoken of. We should hear none of these things, if Eccius
had not disturbed the plans of Miltitz and myself for peace. He
feels this clearly enough himself in the indignation he shows,
too late and in vain, against the publication of my books. He
ought to have reflected on this at the time when he was all mad
for renown, and was seeking in your cause nothing but his own
objects, and that with the greatest peril to you. The foolish man
hoped that, from fear of your name, I should yield and keep
silence; for I do not think he presumed on his talents and
learning. Now, when he sees that I am very confident and speak
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: sweet savour: and thus it was, saith the Lord GOD.
EZE 16:20 Moreover thou hast taken thy sons and thy daughters, whom
thou hast borne unto me, and these hast thou sacrificed unto them to be
devoured. Is this of thy whoredoms a small matter,
EZE 16:21 That thou hast slain my children, and delivered them to cause
them to pass through the fire for them?
EZE 16:22 And in all thine abominations and thy whoredoms thou hast not
remembered the days of thy youth, when thou wast naked and bare, and
wast polluted in thy blood.
EZE 16:23 And it came to pass after all thy wickedness, (woe, woe unto
thee! saith the LORD GOD;)
King James Bible |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Children of the Night by Edwin Arlington Robinson: Failed at last, and her guile was wasted.
I made an end of her shrewd caresses
And told her a few straight words. She took them
Full at their worth -- and the farce was over.
. . . . .
At first my dreams of the past upheld me,
But they were a short support: the present
Pushed them away, and I fell. The mission
Of life (whatever it was) was blasted;
My game was lost. And I met the winner
Of that foul deal as a sick slave gathers
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