| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Father Goriot by Honore de Balzac: reverent hands. Thenceforward there was no expression on his
face, only the painful traces of the struggle between life and
death that was going on in the machine; for that kind of cerebral
consciousness that distinguishes between pleasure and pain in a
human being was extinguished; it was only a question of time--and
the mechanism itself would be destroyed.
"He will lie like this for several hours, and die so quietly at
last, that we shall not know when he goes; there will be no
rattle in the throat. The brain must be completely suffused."
As he spoke there was a footstep on the staircase, and a young
woman hastened up, panting for breath.
Father Goriot |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling: all the text was scanned any mistakes in spelling of the odd
names given to the animals should be rare, but e.&o.e.
The text was formatted to 32 picas, 5-3/8 in, or 13.5 cm and hard
returns were inserted. The program used was Cetus CWordPad (same
as Windows Wordpad but with a spell check which I could not get
to work).
THE SECOND JUNGLE BOOK
by Rudyard Kipling
CONTENTS
How Fear Came
The Law of the Jungle
The Second Jungle Book |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Soul of a Bishop by H. G. Wells: to be published, finished first and then published.... But I go
off from the idea that every living being lives in a state not
differing essentially from a state of hallucination concerning
the things about it. Truth, essential truth, is hidden. Always.
Of course there must be a measure of truth in our working
illusions, a working measure of truth, or the creature would
smash itself up and end itself, but beyond that discretion of the
fire and the pitfall lies a wide margin of error about which we
may be deceived for years. So long as it doesn't matter, it
doesn't matter. I don't know if I make myself clear."
"I follow you," said the bishop a little wearily, "I follow
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