|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lost Princess of Oz by L. Frank Baum:
They broke camp and were about to start on the journey to Ugu's castle
when they discovered that Button-Bright was lost again. The girls and
the Wizard shouted his name, and the Lion roared and the Donkey brayed
and the Frogman croaked and the Big Lavender Bear growled (to the envy
of Toto, who couldn't growl but barked his loudest), yet none of them
could make Button-Bright hear. So after vainly searching for the boy
a full hour, they formed a procession and proceeded in the direction
of the wicker castle of Ugu the Shoemaker.
"Button-Bright's always getting lost," said Dorothy.
"And if he wasn't always getting found again, I'd prob'ly worry. He may have
gone ahead of us, and he may have gone back, but wherever he is, we'll
The Lost Princess of Oz
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Inaugural Address by John F. Kennedy:
To those people in the huts and villages of half the globe
struggling to break the bonds of mass misery: we pledge our best
efforts to help them help themselves, for whatever period
is required. . .not because the Communists may be doing it,
not because we seek their votes, but because it is right.
If a free society cannot help the many who are poor,
it cannot save the few who are rich.
To our sister republics south of our border: we offer a special pledge. . .
to convert our good words into good deeds. . .in a new alliance for progress
. . .to assist free men and free governments in casting off the chains of
poverty. But this peaceful revolution of hope cannot become the prey of
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Pivot of Civilization by Margaret Sanger:
but their fathers did not want to work; so the children were forced to
become bread-winners. One man whose children were working with him in
the fields said, ``Please, lady, don't send them to school; let them
pick a while longer. I ain't got my new auto paid for yet.'' The
native white American mother of children working in the fields proudly
remarked: ``No; they ain't never been to school, nor me nor their
poppy, nor their granddads and grandmoms. We've always been
pickers!''--and she spat her tobacco over the field in expert fashion.
``In the Valley one hears from townspeople,'' writes the
investigator, ``that pickers make ten dollars a day, working the whole
family. With that qualification, the statement is ambiguous. One