| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Hamlet by William Shakespeare: When he lay couched in the Ominous Horse,
Hath now this dread and blacke Complexion smear'd
With Heraldry more dismall: Head to foote
Now is he to take Geulles, horridly Trick'd
With blood of Fathers, Mothers, Daughters, Sonnes,
Bak'd and impasted with the parching streets,
That lend a tyrannous, and damned light
To their vilde Murthers, roasted in wrath and fire,
And thus o're-sized with coagulate gore,
With eyes like Carbuncles, the hellish Pyrrhus
Olde Grandsire Priam seekes
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Baby Mine by Margaret Mayo: Zoie's cloy sweetness.
" 'Darling, so lonesome without you. Cried all day. When are
you coming home to your wee sad wifie? Love and kisses. Zoie.' "
Tearing the defenceless telegram into bits, Alfred threw it from
him and waited for his friend's verdict.
"She sent that over the wire?" gasped Jimmy.
"Oh, that's nothing," answered Alfred. "That's a mild one." And
he selected another from the same pocket. "Here, listen to this.
This is what she REALLY did. This is from my secretary the same
night."
"You spied upon her!" asked Jimmy, feeling more and more
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells: could sit following the chance of this painted pasteboard,
and playing the "joker" with vivid delight. Afterwards
he taught me poker, and I beat him at three tough chess
games. When dark came we decided to take the risk, and lit
a lamp.
After an interminable string of games, we supped, and the
artilleryman finished the champagne. We went on smoking
the cigars. He was no longer the energetic regenerator of
his species I had encountered in the morning. He was still
optimistic, but it was a less kinetic, a more thoughtful
optimism. I remember he wound up with my health, proposed
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