| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London: and 'coons were so many Dowsetts, Lettons, and Guggenhammers that
struck at him secretly. The sea of wild vegetation that tossed
its surf against the boundaries of all his clearings and that
sometimes crept in and flooded in a single week was no mean enemy
to contend with and subdue. His fat-soiled vegetable-garden in
the nook of hills that failed of its best was a problem of
engrossing importance, and when he had solved it by putting in
drain-tile, the joy of the achievement was ever with him. He
never worked in it and found the soil unpacked and tractable
without experiencing the thrill of accomplishment.
There was the matter of the plumbing. He was enabled to purchase
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Massimilla Doni by Honore de Balzac: be less perfect than satisfaction, and it is in fact the stronger,--it
gives birth to wit. And, indeed, they were perfectly happy; for
enjoyment must always take something off happiness. Married in heaven
alone, these two lovers admired each other in their purest aspect,--
that of two souls incandescent, and united in celestial light, radiant
to the eyes that faith has touched; and, above all, filled with the
rapture which the brush of a Raphael, a Titian, a Murillo, has
depicted, and which those who have ever known it, taste again as they
gaze at those paintings. Do not such peerless spirits scorn the
coarser joys lavished by the Sicilian singer--the material expression
of that angelic union?
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: "'That was spoken, not selfishly, but magnanimously. Therefore the
male must have spoken it, and you need not trouble further. Before
you arrive home, the child will be a boy.'
"My father walked away out of sight. My mother bent very low before
Broodviol for about ten minutes, and he remained all that time
looking kindly at her.
"I heard that shortly afterward Alppain came into that land for a few
hours daily. Broodviol grew melancholy, and died.
"His prophecy came true - before we reached home, I knew the meaning
of shame. But I have often pondered over his words since, in later
years, when trying to understand my own nature; and I have come to
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