| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Koran: was the sentence on the nations who passed away before them; both of
ginns and of mankind; verily, they were the losers!
Those who misbelieve say, 'Listen not to this Koran, but talk
foolishly about it, haply ye may gain the upper hand.' But we will
make those who misbelieve taste keen torment; and we will recompense
them with the worst of that which they have done. That is, the
recompence of the enemies of God,-the fire! for them is an eternal
abode therein: a recompence for that they did gainsay our signs.
And those who misbelieved say, 'Our Lord, show us those who have led
us astray amongst the ginns and mankind; we will place them beneath
'our feet, and they shall both be amongst those who are put down!'
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: arm. "Can't you see that? Don't you think I know? Haven't you
seen enough here to convince you of that? I - I'm just spilling
the dice for - for perhaps the last time - but it's the only chance
- the only chance. Go on!" she urged tremulously. "Shoot the glim,
and get me to the door. And - and for the love of God, don't make
a sound! It's all up if we're seen going out!"
The flashlight's ray danced in crazy gyrations as the two figures
swayed and crept across the garret. Rhoda Gray unlocked the door,
and, as they passed out, locked it again on the outside.
"Hide the key!" whispered Gypsy Nan. "See - that crack in the floor
under the partition! Slip it in there!"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: those who might yet gasp in the spring. Discussion was held, and
it was said that a man must go forth to the Salt Water and tell to
the world our misery. At this all eyes turned to me, for it was
understood that I was a great traveler. 'It is seven hundred
miles,' said I, 'to Haines Mission by the sea, and every inch of
it snowshoe work. Give me the pick of your dogs and the best of
your grub, and I will go. And with me shall go Passuk.'
"To this they were agreed. But there arose one, Long Jeff, a
Yankee-man, big-boned and big-muscled. Also his talk was big.
He, too, was a mighty traveler, he said, born to the snowshoe and
bred up on buffalo milk. He would go with me, in case I fell by
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