| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: of Helium shuddered as he thought upon the probability
of the fate that had overtaken them.
Human flesh is the food most craved by the fierce
Barsoomian lion, whose great carcass and giant thews
require enormous quantities of meat to sustain them.
Two human bodies would have but whetted the creature's appetite,
and that he had killed and eaten the green man and the red girl
seemed only too likely to Carthoris. He had left the carcass
of the mighty thoat to be devoured after having consumed the
more tooth-some portion of his banquet.
Now the sightless banth, in its savage, aimless charging
Thuvia, Maid of Mars |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum: from a factory chimney, and knew the earth was catching a severe
shower of rain; yet he congratulated himself on his foresight in not
being burdened with umbrella or raincoat, since his elevated position
rendered him secure from rain-clouds.
But, having cut himself off from the earth, there remained nothing to
see except the clear sky overhead and the tumbling clouds beneath; so
he took from his pocket the Automatic Record of Events, and watched
with breathless interest the incidents occurring in different parts of
the world. A big battle was being fought in the Philippines, and so
fiercely was it contested that Rob watched its progress for hours,
with rapt attention. Finally a brave rally by the Americans sent
The Master Key |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Father Goriot by Honore de Balzac: will die courageously? I certainly should not go, my friend, if I
had been at her house before; but, of course, she will not
receive society any more after this, and all my efforts would be
in vain. My position is a very unusual one, and besides, I am
going there partly on your account. I am waiting for you. If you
are not beside me in less than two hours, I do not know whether I
could forgive such treason."
Rastignac took up a pen and wrote:
"I am waiting till the doctor comes to know if there is any hope
of your father's life. He is lying dangerously ill. I will come
and bring you the news, but I am afraid it may be a sentence of
Father Goriot |
