| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Cruise of the Jasper B. by Don Marquis: trivial quarrel. Had it not been for this squabble the Jasper B.
and all on board must have been destroyed. Verily, the minds of
wicked men compass their own downfall, and retribution can
sometimes be an artist.
But Cleggett, as he crawled forward through the darkness and the
damp, thought little of these things that had so mystified him at
the time. He was alert for what the immediate future might hold,
not doubting that Loge had retreated to the tunnel. He had too
strong a sense of the man's powerful and iniquitous personality
to suppose that Loge would kill himself while one chance
remained, however remote, of injuring his enemies. Loge was the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: and they could see a little round hole in his shirt. The doctor
opened the shirt bosom and pointed to a little wound in the
Professor's left breast. There were scarcely three or four drops
of blood visible. The hemorrhage had been internal.
"He must have died at once, without suffering," said the physician.
"He killed himself - he killed himself," murmured Johann, as if
bewildered.
"It's strange that he should have found time to lay down the
revolver before he died," remarked Horn. Johann put out his hand
and raised the weapon before Horn could prevent him. "Leave that
pistol where it was," commanded the commissioner. "We have to look
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Finished by H. Rider Haggard: river in safety.
Next moment I was cantering away after Colonel Durnford, whom I
caught up about a quarter of a mile from the camp.
Now of course I did not see all of the terrible battle that
followed and can only tell of that part of it in which I had a
share. Colonel Durnford rode out about three and a half miles to
the left front, I really don't quite know why, for already we
were hearing firing on the top of the Nqutu Hills almost behind
us, where Captain Shepstone was engaging the Zulus, or so I
believe. Suddenly we met a trooper of the Natal Carabineers
whose name was Whitelaw, who had been out scouting. He reported
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