| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: beyond the fallen horseman before his rider could rein
him in, then the black knight turned to view the havoc
he had wrought. The gray horse was just staggering
dizzily to his feet, but his mailed rider lay quiet and
still where he had fallen.
With raised visor the black knight rode back to the
side of his vanquished foe. There was a cruel smile
upon his lips as he leaned toward the prostrate form.
He spoke tauntingly, but there was no response, then
he prodded the fallen man with the point of his spear.
Even this elicited no movement. With a shrug of his
The Outlaw of Torn |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: PRO 13:8 The ransom of a man's life are his riches: but the poor
heareth not rebuke.
PRO 13:9 The light of the righteous rejoiceth: but the lamp of the
wicked shall be put out.
PRO 13:10 Only by pride cometh contention: but with the well advised is
wisdom.
PRO 13:11 Wealth gotten by vanity shall be diminished: but he that
gathereth by labour shall increase.
PRO 13:12 Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire
cometh, it is a tree of life.
PRO 13:13 Whoso despiseth the word shall be destroyed: but he that
King James Bible |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: behind him, whispered, `Somebody dancing in there.'
He jerked his bullet-head toward the dining-room. `I hear
little feet--girls, I spect.'
Anson Kirkpatrick mounted a chair and peeped over the transom.
Springing down, he wrenched open the doors and ran out into
the dining-room. Tiny and Lena, Antonia and Mary Dusak,
were waltzing in the middle of the floor. They separated
and fled toward the kitchen, giggling.
Kirkpatrick caught Tiny by the elbows. `What's the matter
with you girls? Dancing out here by yourselves, when there's
a roomful of lonesome men on the other side of the partition!
My Antonia |
