| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine: Miss Mackenzie the two men smoked while the conversation ran on a
topic as impersonal as literature. A criticism of novels and
plays written to illustrate the frontier was the line into which
the discussion fell, and the girl from the city, listening with a
vivid interest, was pleased to find that these two real men
talked with point and a sense of dexterous turns. She felt a sort
of proud proprietorship in their power, and wished that some of
the tailors' models she had met in society, who held so good a
conceit of themselves, might come under the spell of their
strong, tolerant virility. Whatever the difference between them,
it might be truly said of both that they had lived at first hand
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Thus Spake Zarathustra by Friedrich Nietzsche: become thin--I am almost equal to a shadow.
After thee, however, O Zarathustra, did I fly and hie longest; and though I
hid myself from thee, I was nevertheless thy best shadow: wherever thou
hast sat, there sat I also.
With thee have I wandered about in the remotest, coldest worlds, like a
phantom that voluntarily haunteth winter roofs and snows.
With thee have I pushed into all the forbidden, all the worst and the
furthest: and if there be anything of virtue in me, it is that I have had
no fear of any prohibition.
With thee have I broken up whatever my heart revered; all boundary-stones
and statues have I o'erthrown; the most dangerous wishes did I pursue,--
Thus Spake Zarathustra |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Rattled like a shore with pebbles,
Answered wailing, answered weeping,
"Take my balm, O Hiawatha!"
And he took the tears of balsam,
Took the resin of the Fir-tree,
Smeared therewith each seam and fissure,
Made each crevice safe from water.
"Give me of your quills, O Hedgehog!
All your quills, O Kagh, the Hedgehog!
I will make a necklace of them,
Make a girdle for my beauty,
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