| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson: the charity of a pariah. We must suppose the pariah devoid of
second-sight, and not purposely malicious in this act. Such an
experience, it might be thought, would have cured a man of the
desire to persecute; but the human spirit is a thing strangely put
together; and, having been a Christian martyr, Du Chayla became a
Christian persecutor. The Work of the Propagation of the Faith
went roundly forward in his hands. His house in Pont de Montvert
served him as a prison. There he closed the hands of his prisoners
upon live coal, and plucked out the hairs of their beards, to
convince them that they were deceived in their opinions. And yet
had not he himself tried and proved the inefficacy of these carnal
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Georgics by Virgil: But lo! a boundless space we have travelled o'er;
'Tis time our steaming horses to unyoke.
GEORGIC III
Thee too, great Pales, will I hymn, and thee,
Amphrysian shepherd, worthy to be sung,
You, woods and waves Lycaean. All themes beside,
Which else had charmed the vacant mind with song,
Are now waxed common. Of harsh Eurystheus who
The story knows not, or that praiseless king
Busiris, and his altars? or by whom
Hath not the tale been told of Hylas young,
Georgics |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: and Carter laid him gently on a couch of inlaid ebony and gathered
his long beard decorously on his chest. As he turned to go, he
observed that no suppressed fluttering followed him, and wondered
why the Zoogs had become so lax in their curious pursuit. Then
he noticed all the sleek complacent cats of Ulthar licking their
chops with unusual gusto, and recalled the spitting and caterwauling
he had faintly heard, in lower parts of the temple while absorbed
in the old priest's conversation. He recalled, too, the evilly
hungry way in which an especially impudent young Zoog had regarded
a small black kitten in the cobbled street outside. And because
he loved nothing on earth more than small black kittens, he stooped
The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath |
