| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King James Bible: GEN 18:4 Let a little water, I pray you, be fetched, and wash your
feet, and rest yourselves under the tree:
GEN 18:5 And I will fetch a morsel of bread, and comfort ye your
hearts; after that ye shall pass on: for therefore are ye come to your
servant. And they said, So do, as thou hast said.
GEN 18:6 And Abraham hastened into the tent unto Sarah, and said, Make
ready quickly three measures of fine meal, knead it, and make cakes upon
the hearth.
GEN 18:7 And Abraham ran unto the herd, and fetcht a calf tender and
good, and gave it unto a young man; and he hasted to dress it.
GEN 18:8 And he took butter, and milk, and the calf which he had
 King James Bible |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum: the fatal palace, shook hands with Dorothy and the Scarecrow and bade
them a sorrowful good-bye, and passed through the rocky portal.
They waited a long time, for the private was in no hurry to become an
ornament and made his guesses very slowly. The Nome King, who seemed
to know, by some magical power, all that took place in his beautiful
rooms of his palace, grew impatient finally and declared he would sit
up no longer.
"I love ornaments," said he, "but I can wait until tomorrow to get
more of them; so, as soon as that stupid private is transformed, we
will all go to bed and leave the job to be finished in the morning."
"Is it so very late?" asked Dorothy.
 Ozma of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The American by Henry James: where one expected to find it. This strange, pretty woman,
sitting in fire-side talk with her brother, in the gray depths
of her inhospitable-looking house--what had he to say to her?
She seemed enveloped in a sort of fantastic privacy; on what
grounds had he pulled away the curtain? For a moment he felt
as if he had plunged into some medium as deep as the ocean,
and as if he must exert himself to keep from sinking.
Meanwhile he was looking at Madame de Cintre, and she was settling
herself in her chair and drawing in her long dress and turning
her face towards him. Their eyes met; a moment afterwards she
looked away and motioned to her brother to put a log on the fire.
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