| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The People That Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: where it protruded from its holster, and smiled. Then he
turned and raising his great bow, fitted an arrow and drew the
shaft far back. His warriors, supercilious smiles upon their
faces, stood silently watching him. His bow was the longest
and the heaviest among them all. A mighty man indeed must he
be to bend it; yet Al-tan drew the shaft back until the stone
point touched his left forefinger, and he did it with
consummate ease. Then he raised the shaft to the level of
his right eye, held it there for an instant and released it.
When the arrow stopped, half its length protruded from the
opposite side of a six-inch tree fifty feet away. Al-tan and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Aeroplanes and Dirigibles of War by Frederick A. Talbot: aeroplane, but only one has proved successful so far. The
intrepid aviator did succeed in passing from the shore of Britain
to the coast of Scandinavia. Many people suppose that because an
airman is equipped with a compass he must be able to find his
way, but this is a fallacy. The aviator is in the same plight as
a mariner who is compelled from circumstances to rely upon his
compass alone, and who is debarred by inclement weather from
deciding his precise position by taking the sun. A ship
ploughing the waters has to contend against the action of cross
currents, the speed of which varies considerably, as well as
adverse winds. Unless absolute correction for these influences
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sesame and Lilies by John Ruskin: offered to you in dire facts, that you should gain this Scythian
honour, gradually, while you yet thought yourself alive. Suppose
the offer were this: You shall die slowly; your blood shall daily
grow cold, your flesh petrify, your heart beat at last only as a
rusted group of iron valves. Your life shall fade from you, and
sink through the earth into the ice of Caina; but, day by day, your
body shall be dressed more gaily, and set in higher chariots, and
have more orders on its breast--crowns on its head, if you will.
Men shall bow before it, stare and shout round it, crowd after it up
and down the streets; build palaces for it, feast with it at their
tables' heads all the night long; your soul shall stay enough within
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