| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis: into the, uh, the ultimates and bring hither the spirit of Dante, that we
mortals may list to his words of wisdom."
"You forgot to give um the address: 1658 Brimstone Avenue, Fiery Heights,
Hell," Gunch chuckled, but the others felt that this was irreligious. And
besides--"probably it was just Chum making the knocks, but still, if there did
happen to be something to all this, be exciting to talk to an old fellow
belonging to--way back in early times--"
A thud. The spirit of Dante had come to the parlor of George F. Babbitt.
He was, it seemed, quite ready to answer their questions. He was "glad to be
with them, this evening."
Frink spelled out the messages by running through the alphabet till the spirit
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: Daphne and Jill priceless. With her magnificent hair unbound,
her simple boy's dress, her little rough shoes at the foot of
legs bare to the knee, my sister was a glorious sight. And an
exquisite Jill, in green and white and gold, ruffled it with the
daintiest air and a light in her grey eyes that shamed her
jewellery. Berry was simply immense. A brilliant make-up,
coupled with the riotous extravagance of his dress, carried him
half-way. But the pomp of carriage, the circumstance of gait
which he assumed, the manner of the man beggar description.
Cervantes would have wept with delight, could he have witnessed
it. The Squire of the Wood passed.
The Brother of Daphne |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Seraphita by Honore de Balzac: appeared suddenly in the Infinite and filled it with their presence,
as the stars shine in the invisible ether.
The scintillations of their united diadems illumined space like the
fires of the sky at dawn upon the mountains. Waves of light flowed
from their hair, and their movements created tremulous undulations in
space like the billows of a phosphorescent sea.
The two Seers beheld the SERAPH dimly in the midst of the immortal
legions. Suddenly, as though all the arrows of a quiver had darted
together, the Spirits swept away with a breath the last vestiges of
the human form; as the SERAPH rose he became yet purer; soon he seemed
to them but a faint outline of what he had been at the moment of his
Seraphita |
