| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz by L. Frank Baum: "More wonders in the air, my Lord," said he.
Immediately the Prince and all of his people flocked out of the hall
into the street, that they might see what was about to happen.
Dorothy and Zeb jumped out of the buggy and ran after them, but the
Sorcerer remained calmly in his throne.
Far up in the air was an object that looked like a balloon. It was not
so high as the glowing star of the six colored suns, but was
descending slowly through the air--so slowly that at first it scarcely
seemed to move.
The throng stood still and waited. It was all they could do, for to
go away and leave that strange sight was impossible; nor could they
Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum: "Z", made of glistening diamonds set closely together.
The girl seemed neither older nor larger than Dorothy herself, and at once
the prisoner in the tower guessed that the lovely driver of the chariot
must be that Ozma of Oz of whom she had so lately heard from Tiktok.
Following close behind the chariot Dorothy saw her old friend the
Scarecrow, riding calmly astride a wooden Saw-Horse, which pranced and
trotted as naturally as any meat horse could have done.
And then came Nick Chopper, the Tin Woodman, with his funnel-shaped
cap tipped carelessly over his left ear, his gleaming axe over his
right shoulder, and his whole body sparkling as brightly as it had
ever done in the old days when first she knew him.
Ozma of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: RUTLAND.
Then let my father's blood open it again;
He is a man, and, Clifford, cope with him.
CLIFFORD.
Had I thy brethren here, their lives and thine
Were not revenge sufficient for me.
No; if I digg'd up thy forefathers' graves
And hung their rotten coffins up in chains,
It could not slake mine ire nor ease my heart.
The sight of any of the house of York
Is as a fury to torment my soul;
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