| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King James Bible: CO1 15:50 Now this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit
the kingdom of God; neither doth corruption inherit incorruption.
CO1 15:51 Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we
shall all be changed,
CO1 15:52 In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump:
for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible,
and we shall be changed.
CO1 15:53 For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this
mortal must put on immortality.
CO1 15:54 So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and
this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An Inland Voyage by Robert Louis Stevenson: dozen grimy workmen lent us a hand. They refused any reward; and,
what is much better, refused it handsomely, without conveying any
sense of insult. 'It is a way we have in our countryside,' said
they. And a very becoming way it is. In Scotland, where also you
will get services for nothing, the good people reject your money as
if you had been trying to corrupt a voter. When people take the
trouble to do dignified acts, it is worth while to take a little
more, and allow the dignity to be common to all concerned. But in
our brave Saxon countries, where we plod threescore years and ten
in the mud, and the wind keeps singing in our ears from birth to
burial, we do our good and bad with a high hand and almost
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: confessed, afterward, that they had failed to appreciate this
dark-eyed daughter of the aurora, whose father had traded furs in
the country before ever they dreamed of invading it, and who had
herself first opened eyes on the scintillant northern lights.
Nay, accident of birth had not rendered her less the woman, nor
had it limited her woman's understanding of men. They knew she
played with them, but they did not know the wisdom of her play,
its deepness and its deftness. They failed to see more than the
exposed card, so that to the very last Forty Mile was in a state
of pleasant obfuscation, and it was not until she cast her final
trump that it came to reckon up the score.
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