| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Iron Puddler by James J. Davis: hand and foot, while the cannibals, armed with spears, danced
around me in a heathen ceremony, chanting a voodoo chant and
reciting a rigmarole by which cannibals are supposed to make
their human feast on a sacred rite. As they danced about me in a
circle, they sang:
"Is it an ox? Him-yah, him-yah." And they jabbed their spears
into me. Some of the supers jabbed me pretty hard, among them
Babe Durgon, who delighted in tormenting me.
"Is it a sheep? Him-yah, him-yah." Again they jabbed me, and I
was so mad I was cussing them under my breath.
"Is it a pig? Him-yah, him-yah."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Ebb-Tide by Stevenson & Osbourne: not drink, he was exactly honest, he was never rude to his
employers, yet was everywhere discharged. Bringing no interest
to his duties, he brought no attention; his day was a tissue of
things neglected and things done amiss; and from place to place
and from town to town, he carried the character of one
thoroughly incompetent. No man can bear the word applied to
him without some flush of colour, as indeed there is none other
that so emphatically slams in a man's face the door of self-
respect. And to Herrick, who was conscious of talents and
acquirements, who looked down upon those humble duties in
which he was found wanting, the pain was the more exquisite.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: The converging sides of the inverted "V" were only a few yards apart. Their
meeting-point was only a few yards above him. But the pay-streak was dipping
deeper and deeper into the earth. By early afternoon he was sinking the
test-holes five feet before the pans could show the gold-trace.
For that matter, the gold-trace had become something more than a trace; it was
a placer mine in itself, and the man resolved to come back after he had found
the pocket and work over the ground. But the increasing richness of the pans
began to worry him. By late afternoon the worth of the pans had grown to three
and four dollars. The man scratched his head perplexedly and looked a few feet
up the hill at the manzanita bush that marked approximately the apex of the
"V." He nodded his head and said oracularly:
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