| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Kwaidan by Lafcadio Hearn: Again I saw the sun-flecked shadows on that far Welsh hill; and Robert for
a moment again stood beside me, with his girl's face and his curls of gold.
We were looking for fairy-rings... But all that existed of the real Robert
must long ago have suffered a sea-change into something rich and strange...
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his
friend...]
HORAI
Blue vision of depth lost in height,-- sea and sky interblending through
luminous haze. The day is of spring, and the hour morning.
Only sky and sea,-- one azure enormity... In the fore, ripples are
catching a silvery light, and threads of foam are swirling. But a little
 Kwaidan |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Emerald City of Oz by L. Frank Baum: "If you keep the Grand Gallipoot waiting, he'll break your back,"
declared the messenger.
"Perhaps you're right," sighed the jailer. "Take the prisoner away,
if you will, but I advise you to kick him at every step he takes. It
will be good fun, for he is as soft as a ripe peach."
So Guph was led away to the royal castle, where the Grand Gallipoot
told him that the Growleywogs had decided to assist the Nomes in
conquering the Land of Oz.
"Whenever you are ready," he added, "send me word and I will march
with eighteen thousand of my most powerful warriors to your aid."
Guph was so delighted that he forgot all the smarting caused by the
 The Emerald City of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: that you wrote it to me; and then I'll tell you what I did - I put
it in the fire. Why? Well, just because it was very natural and
expansive; and thinks I to myself, if I die one of these fine
nights, this is just the letter that Gosse would not wish to go
into the hands of third parties. Was I well inspired? And I did
not answer it because you were in your high places, sailing with
supreme dominion, and seeing life in a particular glory; and I was
peddling in a corner, confined to the house, overwhelmed with
necessary work, which I was not always doing well, and, in the very
mild form in which the disease approaches me, touched with a sort
of bustling cynicism. Why throw cold water? How ape your
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