| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Passion in the Desert by Honore de Balzac: into another. He studied in the night time the effect of the moon upon
the ocean of sand, where the simoom made waves swift of movement and
rapid in their change. He lived the life of the Eastern day, marveling
at its wonderful pomp; then, after having reveled in the sight of a
hurricane over the plain where the whirling sands made red, dry mists
and death-bearing clouds, he would welcome the night with joy, for
then fell the healthful freshness of the stars, and he listened to
imaginary music in the skies. Then solitude taught him to unroll the
treasures of dreams. He passed whole hours in remembering mere
nothings, and comparing his present life with his past.
At last he grew passionately fond of the panther; for some sort of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from 1984 by George Orwell: steps and crossed the narrow street. It was madness of course. As usual,
there was no definite rule against talking to proles and frequenting their
pubs, but it was far too unusual an action to pass unnoticed. If the
patrols appeared he might plead an attack of faintness, but it was not
likely that they would believe him. He pushed open the door, and a hideous
cheesy smell of sour beer hit him in the face. As he entered the din of
voices dropped to about half its volume. Behind his back he could feel
everyone eyeing his blue overalls. A game of darts which was going on at
the other end of the room interrupted itself for perhaps as much as thirty
seconds. The old man whom he had followed was standing at the bar, having
some kind of altercation with the barman, a large, stout, hook-nosed young
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: food. It was a somewhat silent meal, for our circumstances were a
check on talk; moreover, I thought that the others looked at me
rather oddly. Perhaps they guessed something of my midnight visit
to the temple, but if so they thought it wisest to say nothing.
Nor did I enlighten them.
Shortly after we had finished Yva appeared. She was wonderfully
quiet and gentle in her manner, calm also, and greeted all of us
with much sweetness. Of our experiences during the night she said
no word to me, even when we were alone. One difference I noticed
about her, however; that she was clothed in garments such as I
had never seen her wear before. They were close fitting, save for
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