| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde: bijoux caches ici que meme votre mere n'a jamais vus, des bijoux
tout e fait extraordinaires. J'ai un collier de perles e quatre
rangs. On dirait des lunes enchainees de rayons d'argent. On
dirait cinquante lunes captives dans un filet d'or. Une reine l'a
porte sur l'ivoire de ses seins. Toi, quand tu le porteras, tu
seras aussi belle qu'une reine. J'ai des amethystes de deux
especes. Une qui est noire comme le vin. L'autre qui est rouge
comme du vin qu'on a colore avec de l'eau. J'ai des topazes jaunes
comme les yeux des tigres, et des topazes roses comme les yeux des
pigeons, et des topazes vertes comme les yeux des chats. J'ai des
opales qui brulent toujours avec une flamme qui est tres froide, des
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sophist by Plato: striking was fishing with a barb, and one half of this again, being the
kind which strikes with a hook and draws the fish from below upwards, is
the art which we have been seeking, and which from the nature of the
operation is denoted angling or drawing up (aspalieutike, anaspasthai).
THEAETETUS: The result has been quite satisfactorily brought out.
STRANGER: And now, following this pattern, let us endeavour to find out
what a Sophist is.
THEAETETUS: By all means.
STRANGER: The first question about the angler was, whether he was a
skilled artist or unskilled?
THEAETETUS: True.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Options by O. Henry: offerings.'
"And then we took another swig of rum and walked out to the parlor
front door to cool off, for it was as hot inside as a summer camp on
the Palisades.
"And while we stood there in the breeze we looks down the path and
sees a young lady approaching the blasted ruin. She was bare-footed
and had on a white robe, and carried a wreath of white flowers in her
hand. When she got nearer we saw she had a long blue feather stuck
through her black hair. And when she got nearer still me and High
Jack Snakefeeder grabbed each other to keep from tumbling down on the
floor; for the girl's face was as much like Florence Blue Feather's as
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