| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Hermione's Little Group of Serious Thinkers by Don Marquis: used to take me with her to the shops if there were
ribbons or anything like that to be matched.
I just loved it, even as a baby! And I think
it is the greatest fun yet.
Often I go through half a dozen shops, not because
I want to buy anything, but just to match colors,
you know. It gives me a thrill that nothing else does.
Some of us are like that -- some of us truly Sen-
sitized Souls -- we function, I mean, quite without
being able to stop it -- I hope you follow me. Isn't
it wonderful to be in touch with the Universe in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre: rising air, shall unwind the threads and carry them on high.
Let us first enquire the direction and strength of the current.
Dandelion-plumes, made lighter by the removal of their seeds, serve
as my guides. Released above the chafing-dish, on the level of the
table, they float slowly upwards and, for the most part, reach the
ceiling. The emigrants' lines should rise in the same way and even
better.
The thing is done: with the aid of nothing that is visible to the
three of us looking on, a Spider makes her ascent. She ambles with
her eight legs through the air; she mounts, gently swaying. The
others, in ever-increasing numbers, follow, sometimes by different
The Life of the Spider |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare: Then to be vsed as you doe your dogge
Dem. Tempt not too much the hatred of my spirit,
For I am sicke when I do looke on thee
Hel. And I am sicke when I looke not on you
Dem. You doe impeach your modesty too much,
To leaue the Citty, and commit your selfe
Into the hands of one that loues you not,
To trust the opportunity of night.
And the ill counsell of a desert place,
With the rich worth of your virginity
Hel. Your vertue is my priuiledge: for that
A Midsummer Night's Dream |
