| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from War and the Future by H. G. Wells: decision, is one that, in a great variety of forms and partial
developments, I find gaining ground in the most different
circles. The war was an adventure, it was the German adventure
under the Hohenzollern tradition, to dominate the world. It was
to be the last of the Conquests. It has failed. Without calling
upon the reserve strength of America the civilised world has
defeated it, and the war continues now partly upon the issue
whether it shall be made for ever impossible, and partly because
Germany has no organ but its Hohenzollern organisation through
which it can admit its failure and develop its latent readiness
for a new understanding on lines of mutual toleration. For that
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Statesman by Plato: days God himself was their shepherd, and ruled over them, just as man, who
is by comparison a divine being, still rules over the lower animals. Under
him there were no forms of government or separate possession of women and
children; for all men rose again from the earth, having no memory of the
past. And although they had nothing of this sort, the earth gave them
fruits in abundance, which grew on trees and shrubs unbidden, and were not
planted by the hand of man. And they dwelt naked, and mostly in the open
air, for the temperature of their seasons was mild; and they had no beds,
but lay on soft couches of grass, which grew plentifully out of the earth.
Such was the life of man in the days of Cronos, Socrates; the character of
our present life, which is said to be under Zeus, you know from your own
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dreams by Olive Schreiner: And he answered, "IN THE FUTURE."
And I awoke, and all about me was the sunset light; and on the low hills
the sun lay, and a delicious coolness had crept over everything; and the
ants were going slowly home. And I walked towards my horse, who stood
quietly feeding. Then the sun passed down behind the hills; but I knew
that the next day he would arise again.
VI. A DREAM OF WILD BEES.
A mother sat alone at an open window. Through it came the voices of the
children as they played under the acacia-trees, and the breath of the hot
afternoon air. In and out of the room flew the bees, the wild bees, with
their legs yellow with pollen, going to and from the acacia-trees, droning
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