| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from New Poems by Robert Louis Stevenson: AT last she comes, O never more
In this dear patience of my pain
To leave me lonely as before,
Or leave my soul alone again.
MINE EYES WERE SWIFT TO KNOW THEE
MINE eyes were swift to know thee, and my heart
As swift to love. I did become at once
Thine wholly, thine unalterably, thine
In honourable service, pure intent,
Steadfast excess of love and laughing care:
And as she was, so am, and so shall be.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum: Many scientific men think the people of Mars have been trying to
signal us for years, only we don't understand their signals. And
great novelists have written about the Martians and their wonderful
civilization, and--"
"And they all know as much about that little planet as you do
yourself," interrupted the Demon, impatiently. "The trouble with you
Earth people is that you delight in guessing about what you can not
know. Now I happen to know all about Mars, because I can traverse all
space and have had ample leisure to investigate the different planets.
Mars is not peopled at all, nor is any other of the planets you
recognize in the heavens. Some contain low orders of beasts, to be
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: very well on. Strange how alike all these starts are - first on
shore, steaming hot days with a smell of bone-dust and tar and salt
water; then the little puffing, panting steam-launch that bustles
out across a port with green woody sides, little yachts sliding
about, men-of-war training-ships, and then a great big black hulk
of a thing with a mass of smaller vessels sticking to it like
parasites; and that is one's home being coaled. Then comes the
Champagne lunch where everyone says all that is polite to everyone
else, and then the uncertainty when to start. So far as we know
NOW, we are to start to-morrow morning at daybreak; letters that
come later are to be sent to Pernambuco by first mail. . . . My
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