| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum: Woodman walked about he felt his heart rattling around in his
breast; and he told Dorothy he had discovered it to be a kinder
and more tender heart than the one he had owned when he was made
of flesh. The Lion declared he was afraid of nothing on earth,
and would gladly face an army or a dozen of the fierce Kalidahs.
Thus each of the little party was satisfied except Dorothy,
who longed more than ever to get back to Kansas.
On the fourth day, to her great joy, Oz sent for her, and when
she entered the Throne Room he greeted her pleasantly:
"Sit down, my dear; I think I have found the way to get you
out of this country."
The Wizard of Oz |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Confessio Amantis by John Gower: What him best thoghte, and thus he seide:
"Strong thing it is to soffre wrong,
And suffre schame is more strong,
Bot we have suffred bothe tuo;
And for al that yit have we do 7380
What so we mihte to reforme
The pes, whan we in such a forme
Sente Anthenor, as ye wel knowe.
And thei here grete wordes blowe
Upon her wrongful dedes eke;
And who that wole himself noght meke
Confessio Amantis |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: from the barn; and was quickly followed by a hideous screaming
and stamping amongst the cattle. The dogs slavered and crouched
close to the feet of the fear-numbed family. Frye lit a lantern
through force of habit, but knew it would be death to go out into
that black farmyard. The children and the women-folk whimpered,
kept from screaming by some obscure, vestigial instinct of defence
which told them their lives depended on silence. At last the noise
of the cattle subsided to a pitiful moaning, and a great snapping,
crashing, and crackling ensued. The Fryes, huddled together in
the sitting-room, did not dare to move until the last echoes died
away far down in Cold Spring Glen. Then, amidst the dismal moans
The Dunwich Horror |
