The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: I wish no power that springs from murder, and no gifts from one
who answered his daughter's prayer with blows."
For a moment he seemed remorseful.
"She vexed me with her foolishness," he said. Then his rage
blazed up again:
"And it was you who taught it to her," he went on. "You are
guilty, all three of you, and therefore I am left with none to
serve me in my age; therefore also my mighty schemes are
overthrown."
"Also, Oro, if you speak truth, therefore half the world is
saved," I added quietly, "and one has left it of whom it was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from God The Invisible King by H. G. Wells: invisibly, and all the loose rocks guarded against falling, that
avalanches were prearranged spectacles and the crevasses at their
worst slippery ways down into kindly catchment bags. If the
mountaineer tried to get into real danger he was turned back by
specious excuses. Inspired by this persuasion Tartarin behaved with
incredible daring. . . . That is exactly the Providence theory of
the whole world. There can be no doubt that it does enable many a
timid soul to get through life with a certain recklessness. And
provided there is no slip into a crevasse, the Providence theory
works well. It would work altogether well if there were no
crevasses.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: prescribing for myself, from time to time I hope that I am
deceived by my own illness, that I am mistaken in regard to the
albumen and the sugar I find, and in regard to my heart, and in
regard to the swellings I have twice noticed in the mornings;
when with the fervour of the hypochondriac I look through the
textbooks of therapeutics and take a different medicine every
day, I keep fancying that I shall hit upon something comforting.
All that is petty.
Whether the sky is covered with clouds or the moon and the stars
are shining, I turn my eyes towards it every evening and think
that death is taking me soon. One would think that my thoughts at
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