| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen: very commonplace version, and, as you may imagine, I told
nothing of what I knew. Most of my time was spent in the great
wood that rises just above the village and climbs the hillside,
and goes down to the river in the valley; such another long
lovely valley, Raymond, as that on which we looked one summer
night, walking to and fro before your house. For many an hour I
strayed through the maze of the forest, turning now to right and
now to left, pacing slowly down long alleys of undergrowth,
shadowy and chill, even under the midday sun, and halting
beneath great oaks; lying on the short turf of a clearing where
the faint sweet scent of wild roses came to me on the wind and
The Great God Pan |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Parmenides by Plato: That has been shown.
But if the one had any other affection than that of being one, it would be
affected in such a way as to be more than one; which is impossible.
True.
Then the one can never be so affected as to be the same either with another
or with itself?
Clearly not.
Then it cannot be like another, or like itself?
No.
Nor can it be affected so as to be other, for then it would be affected in
such a way as to be more than one.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: until night; but, when she had gone to her own room, she gave way to
it, burying her face in the pillow and pressing her two fists against
her temples.
A long while afterward, she learned through Victor's captain, the
circumstances which surrounded his death. At the hospital they had
bled him too much, treating him for yellow fever. Four doctors held
him at one time. He died almost instantly, and the chief surgeon had
said:
"Here goes another one!"
His parents had always treated him barbarously; she preferred not to
see them again, and they made no advances, either from forgetfulness
A Simple Soul |
