| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Four Arthurian Romances by Chretien DeTroyes: memory, is trying to filch and get by stealth what does not by
right belong to him. The servant who does not fear his master
ought not to remain in his employ nor do his service. He who
does not esteem his lord does not fear him, and whoever does not
esteem him does not hold him dear, but rather tries to deceive
him and to steal from him what is his. The servant ought to
tremble with fear when his master calls or summons him. And
whoever commits himself to Love owns him as his lord and master,
and is bound to do him reverence and fear him much and honour
him, if he wishes to be numbered in his court. Love without
alarm or fear is like a fire without flame or heat, day without
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Tanach: Proverbs 5: 8 Remove thy way far from her, and come not nigh the door of her house;
Proverbs 5: 9 Lest thou give thy vigour unto others, and thy years unto the cruel;
Proverbs 5: 10 Lest strangers be filled with thy strength, and thy labours be in the house of an alien;
Proverbs 5: 11 And thou moan, when thine end cometh, when thy flesh and thy body are consumed,
Proverbs 5: 12 And say: 'How have I hated instruction, and my heart despised reproof;
Proverbs 5: 13 Neither have I hearkened to the voice of my teachers, nor inclined mine ear to them that instructed me!
Proverbs 5: 14 I was well nigh in all evil in the midst of the congregation and assembly.'
Proverbs 5: 15 Drink waters out of thine own cistern, and running waters out of thine own well.
Proverbs 5: 16 Let thy springs be dispersed abroad, and courses of water in the streets.
Proverbs 5: 17 Let them be only thine own, and not strangers' with thee.
Proverbs 5: 18 Let thy fountain be blessed; and have joy of the wife of thy youth.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Monster Men by Edgar Rice Burroughs: lock the workshop door; saw him cross the campong to
the outer gate; saw him pass through toward the jungle,
closing the gate.
Of a sudden there was a sad, low moaning through the
surrounding trees; dense, black clouds obscured the
radiant moon; and then with hideous thunder and vivid
flashes of lightning the tempest broke in all its fury
of lashing wind and hurtling deluge. It was the first
great storm of the breaking up of the monsoon, and
under the cover of its darkness Sing Lee scurried
through the monster filled campong to the bungalow.
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