| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale: Nor angels with bright burning wings
Ordering my earthly thoughts and things;
Rather my own frail guttering lights
Wind blown and nearly beaten out;
Rather the terror of the nights
And long, sick groping after doubt;
Rather be lost than let my soul
Slip vaguely from my own control --
Of my own spirit let me be
In sole though feeble mastery.
III. Lessons
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: chaos Nyarlathotep would not happen to come to their aid at the
crucial moment, as they had so often done before when men sought
out earth's gods in their home or on their mountains. And with
his hideous escort he had half hoped to defy even the Other Gods
if need were, knowing as he did that ghouls have no masters, and
that night-gaunts own not Nyarlathotep but only archaic Nodens
for their lord. But now he saw that supernal Kadath in its cold
waste is indeed girt with dark wonders and nameless sentinels,
and that the Other Gods are of a surety vigilant in guarding the
mild, feeble gods of earth. Void as they are of lordship over
ghouls and night-gaunts, the mindless, shapeless blasphemies of
The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Russia in 1919 by Arthur Ransome: speaking when necessary in almost every European
language with astonishing ease. Balabanova talked about
Italy and seemed happy at last, even in Soviet Russia, to be
once more in a "secret meeting." It was really an
extraordinary affair and, in spite of some childishness, I
could not help realizing that I was present at something that
will go down in the histories of socialism, much like that
other strange meeting convened in London in 1848.
The vital figures of the conference, not counting Platten,
whom I do not know and on whom I can express no
opinion, were Lenin and the young German, Albrecht, who,
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