| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Odyssey by Homer: wet and dry, to mine own country, after ye had plagued me
sore, let some one I pray of the folk that are waking show
me a word of good omen within, and without let some sign
also be revealed to me from Zeus.'
So he spake in prayer, and Zeus, the counsellor, heard him.
Straightway he thundered from shining Olympus, from on high
from the place of clouds; and goodly Odysseus was glad.
Moreover a woman, a grinder at the mill, uttered a voice of
omen from within the house hard by, where stood the mills
of the shepherd of the people. At these handmills twelve
women in all plied their task, making meal of barley and of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Alkahest by Honore de Balzac: At the present moment, the dilapidated, uncouth, and ruined clothes
that he wore contrasted strangely with the graceful elegance of the
woman who was sadly admiring him. Deformed persons who have intellect,
or nobility of soul, show an exquisite taste in their apparel. Either
they dress simply, convinced that their charm is wholly moral, or they
make others forget their imperfections by an elegance of detail which
diverts the eye and occupies the mind. Not only did this woman possess
a noble soul, but she loved Balthazar Claes with that instinct of the
woman which gives a foretaste of the communion of angels. Brought up
in one of the most illustrious families of Belgium, she would have
learned good taste had she not possessed it; and now, taught by the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: it, tightly, above her head...Of course that had been the mistake all
along. What had? Oh, Casimir's frightful seriousness. If she had been
happy when they first met she never would have looked at him--but they had
been like two patients in the same hospital ward--each finding comfort in
the sickness of the other--sweet foundation for a love episode! Misfortune
had knocked their heads together: they had looked at each other, stunned
with the conflict and sympathised..."I wish I could step outside the whole
affair and just judge it--then I'd find a way out. I certainly was in love
with Casimir...Oh, be sincere for once." She flopped down on the bed and
hid her face in the pillow. "I was not in love. I wanted somebody to look
after me--and keep me until my work began to sell--and he kept bothers with
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