| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Three Taverns by Edwin Arlington Robinson: For no good end outside his own destruction,
Time shall have more to say than men shall hear
Between now and the coming of that harvest
Which is to come. Before it comes, I go --
By the short road that mystery makes long
For man's endurance of accomplishment.
I shall have more to say when I am dead.
The False Gods
"We are false and evanescent, and aware of our deceit,
From the straw that is our vitals to the clay that is our feet.
You may serve us if you must, and you shall have your wage of ashes, --
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: multitude of Israel, as well to the women as men, to every one a cake of
bread, and a good piece of flesh, and a flagon of wine. So all the
people departed every one to his house.
SA2 6:20 Then David returned to bless his household. And Michal the
daughter of Saul came out to meet David, and said, How glorious was the
king of Israel to day, who uncovered himself to day in the eyes of the
handmaids of his servants, as one of the vain fellows shamelessly
uncovereth himself!
SA2 6:21 And David said unto Michal, It was before the LORD, which
chose me before thy father, and before all his house, to appoint me
ruler over the people of the LORD, over Israel: therefore will I play
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from New Poems by Robert Louis Stevenson: IT'S forth across the roaring foam, and on towards the west,
It's many a lonely league from home, o'er many a mountain crest,
From where the dogs of Scotland call the sheep around the fold,
To where the flags are flying beside the Gates of Gold.
Where all the deep-sea galleons ride that come to bring the corn,
Where falls the fog at eventide and blows the breeze at morn;
It's there that I was sick and sad, alone and poor and cold,
In yon distressful city beside the Gates of Gold.
I slept as one that nothing knows; but far along my way,
Before the morning God rose and planned the coming day;
Afar before me forth he went, as through the sands of old,
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