| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson: respect his memory. All felt it was a gallant battle, and the man
a great fighter; and now when he is dead, and the war seems to have
gone against him, many can scarce remember, without a kind of
regret, how much devotion and audacity have been spent in vain.
His name still lives in the songs of Samoa. One, that I have
heard, tells of MISI UEBA and a biscuit-box - the suggesting
incident being long since forgotten. Another sings plaintively how
all things, land and food and property, pass progressively, as by a
law of nature, into the hands of MISI UEBA, and soon nothing will
be left for Samoans. This is an epitaph the man would have
enjoyed.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: which winds back and forth up through the cliffs toward the
surface thousands of feet above the level on which we had been.
Twice great banths, wandering loose through the galleries,
blocked our progress, but in each instance Thuvia spoke a low
word of command and the snarling beasts slunk sullenly away.
"If you can dissolve all our obstacles as easily as you
master these fierce brutes I can see no difficulties in our way,"
I said to the girl, smiling. "How do you do it?"
She laughed, and then shuddered.
"I do not quite know," she said. "When first I came here I
angered Sator Throg, because I repulsed him. He ordered me
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Pivot of Civilization by Margaret Sanger: her own experience, in mastering her own environment the true
education of woman must be sought. And in the sphere of sex, the
great source and root of all human experience, it is upon the basis of
Birth Control--the voluntary direction of her own sexual expression--
that woman must take her first step in the assertion of freedom and
self-respect.
[1] Folkways, p. 492.
CHAPTER XII: Woman and the Future
I saw a woman sleeping. In her sleep she dreamed Life stood
before her, and held in each hand a gift--in the one Love, in
the other Freedom. And she said to the woman, ``Choose!''
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