| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: tiger."
"Then it is your last thought, murderer," I answered, raising my rifle.
"Don't shoot," he said. "Would you have my blood upon you? Why do you
want to kill me?"
"Why did you try to kill me?" I answered, covering him.
"I try to kill you! Are you mad? Listen, for your own sake. I sat
down on the bank yonder waiting for the moon, and, being tired, fell
asleep. Then I woke up with a start, and, thinking from the sounds that
a tiger was after me, fired to scare it. Allemachte! man, if I had
aimed at you, could I have missed at that distance?"
"You did not quite miss, and had I not stepped to the left, you would
 Marie |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Chessmen of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: together they had sufficient in common to make it reasonably
certain that one was as bad as the other, and that, therefore, it
remained but to convict one of them of Corphalism to make certain
the guilt of both. And then O-Tar called for Ghek, and
immediately the hideous kaldane was dragged before him by
warriors who could not conceal the fear in which they held this
creature.
"And you!" said O-Tar in cold accusing tones. "Already have I
been told enough of you to warrant me in passing through your
heart the jeddak's steel--of how you stole the brains from the
warrior U-Van so that he thought he saw your headless body still
 The Chessmen of Mars |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Macbeth by William Shakespeare: Winne vs with honest Trifles, to betray's
In deepest consequence.
Cousins, a word, I pray you
Macb. Two Truths are told,
As happy Prologues to the swelling Act
Of the Imperiall Theame. I thanke you Gentlemen:
This supernaturall solliciting
Cannot be ill; cannot be good.
If ill? why hath it giuen me earnest of successe,
Commencing in a Truth? I am Thane of Cawdor.
If good? why doe I yeeld to that suggestion,
 Macbeth |