| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Odyssey by Homer: outright for laughter. Then Odysseus seized him by the
foot, and dragged him forth through the doorway, till he
came to the courtyard and the gates of the gallery, and he
set him down and rested him against the courtyard wall, and
put his staff in his hands, and uttering his voice spake to
him winged words:
'Sit thou there now, and scare off swine and dogs, and let
not such an one as thou be lord over strangers and beggars,
pitiful as thou art, lest haply some worse thing befal
thee.'
Thus he spake, and cast about his shoulders his mean scrip
The Odyssey |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilievich Gogol: past the koliaska had been skirting a beautiful wood, and that on
either side the road was bordered with an edging of birch trees, the
tenderly-green, recently-opened leaves of which caused their tall,
slender trunks to show up with the whiteness of a snowdrift. Likewise
nightingales were warbling from the recesses of the foliage, and some
wood tulips were glowing yellow in the grass. Next (and almost before
Chichikov had realised how he came to be in such a beautiful spot
when, but a moment before, there had been visible only open fields)
there glimmered among the trees the stony whiteness of a church, with,
on the further side of it, the intermittent, foliage-buried line of a
fence; while from the upper end of a village street there was
Dead Souls |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: a ball of choya burrs, and he slipped off the bank to shoot down
and down into the purple depths of the crater.
XIII
Changes At Forlorn River
The first of March saw the federal occupation of the garrison at
Casita. After a short, decisive engagement the rebels were
dispersed into small bands and driven eastward along the boundary
line toward Nogales.
It was the destiny of Forlorn River, however, never to return to the
slow, sleepy tenor of its former existence. Belding's predictions
came true. That straggling line of home-seekers was but a
Desert Gold |
