The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: of the guests had been or were going. He found a great square
room lighted by six huge lamps, a bar at one side, and all the
floor-space taken up by tables and chairs. This was the only
gambling place of any size in southern Texas in which he had
noted the absence of Mexicans. There was some card-playing
going on at this moment. Duane stayed in there for a while, and
knew that strangers were too common in Fairdale to be
conspicuous. Then he returned to the inn where he had engaged a
room.
Duane sat down on the steps of the dingy little restaurant. Two
men were conversing inside, and they had not noticed Duane.
The Lone Star Ranger |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Odyssey by Homer: to sandy Pylos to seek tidings of his dear father's return,
if peradventure he may hear thereof and that so he may be
had in good report among men.'
She spake and bound beneath her feet her lovely golden
sandals that wax not old, and bare her alike over the wet
sea and over the limitless land, swift as the breath of the
wind. And she seized her doughty spear, shod with sharp
bronze, weighty and huge and strong, wherewith she quells
the ranks of heroes with whomsoever she is wroth, the
daughter of the mighty sire. Then from the heights of
Olympus she came glancing down, and she stood in the land
The Odyssey |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions by Edwin A. Abbot: ocular demonstration ought to suffice. -- Now, Sir; listen to me.
You are living on a Plane. What you style Flatland is
the vast level surface of what I may call a fluid, on, or in,
the top of which you and your countrymen move about,
without rising above it or falling below it.
I am not a plane Figure, but a Solid. You call me a Circle;
but in reality I am not a Circle, but an infinite number of Circles,
of size varying from a Point to a Circle of thirteen inches
in diameter, one placed on the top of the other. When I cut through
your plane as I am now doing, I make in your plane a section
which you, very rightly, call a Circle. For even a Sphere --
Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions |