The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Soul of the Far East by Percival Lowell: traverse the inter-planetary ocean of ether, we might eventually
find in Jupiter the land of Lilliput or in Ceres some old-time
country of the Brobdignagians. For men constituted muscularly like
ourselves would have to be proportionately small in the big planet
and big in the small one. Still stranger things may exist around
other suns. In those bright particular stars--which the little girl
thought pinholes in the dark canopy of the sky to let the glory
beyond shine through--we are finding conditions of existence like
yet unlike those we already know. To our groping speculations of
the night they almost seem, as we gaze on them in their twinkling,
to be winking us a sort of comprehension. Conditions may exist
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs: replied Ghak. "But there are no more dark places on
the way to Phutra, and once there it is not so easy--the
Mahars are very wise. Even if one escaped from Phutra
there are the thipdars--they would find you, and then--"
the Hairy One shuddered. "No, you will never escape
the Mahars."
It was a cheerful prospect. I asked Perry what he thought
about it; but he only shrugged his shoulders and continued
a longwinded prayer he had been at for some time.
He was wont to say that the only redeeming feature of our
captivity was the ample time it gave him for the improvisation
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: saddle, and appeared to be pondering the question. Plainly he was
uncertain of his ground. But his indecision was brief.
"Two-Spot, you look 'em over," he ordered.
The third horseman dismounted and went toward the wagons.
Hare, watching this scene, became conscious that his fear had intensified
with the recognition of Two-Spot as Chance, the outlaw whom he would not
soon forget. In his excitement he moved against Mescal and felt her
trembling violently.
"Are you afraid?" he whispered.
"Yes, of Dene."
The outlaw rummaged in one of the wagons, pulled aside the canvas flaps
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