| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Perfect Wagnerite: A Commentary on the Niblung's Ring by George Bernard Shaw: were safe to bet that such a man had never loved or been loved as
human beings can love, or he would have understood that in
despising this feeling, what he condemned was its sensual
expression, the outcome of man's animal nature, and not true
human love. The highest satisfaction and expression of the
individual is only to be found in his complete absorption, and
that is only possible through love. Now a human being is both MAN
and WOMAN: it is only when these two are united that the real
human being exists; and thus it is only by love that man and
woman attain to the full measure of humanity. But when nowadays
we talk of a human being, such heartless blockheads are we that
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ballads by Robert Louis Stevenson: But with all who were well-descended he spoke of the ancient days.
And "'Tis true," said he, "that in Paea the victual rots on the ground;
But, friends, your number is many; and pigs must be hunted and found,
And the lads troop to the mountains to bring the feis down,
And around the bowls of the kava cluster the maids of the town.
So, for to-night, sleep here; but king, common, and priest
To-morrow, in order due, shall sit with me in the feast."
Sleepless the live-long night, Hiopa's followers toiled.
The pigs screamed and were slaughtered; the spars of the guest-house oiled,
The leaves spread on the floor. In many a mountain glen
The moon drew shadows of trees on the naked bodies of men
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Time Machine by H. G. Wells: they approached me, killing one and crippling several more. But
when I had watched the gestures of one of them groping under the
hawthorn against the red sky, and heard their moans, I was
assured of their absolute helplessness and misery in the glare,
and I struck no more of them.
`Yet every now and then one would come straight towards me,
setting loose a quivering horror that made me quick to elude him.
At one time the flames died down somewhat, and I feared the foul
creatures would presently be able to see me. I was thinking of
beginning the fight by killing some of them before this should
happen; but the fire burst out again brightly, and I stayed my
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