| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from U. S. Project Trinity Report by Carl Maag and Steve Rohrer: northern part of Broadway nor around Guard Post 2. The Base Commander,
after being contacted by the chief monitor, drove to the foxholes and
ordered the guards to return to their post. This was the only
unplanned incident during the onsite monitoring (1).
After Guard Post 2 was reoccupied, the chief monitor returned to the
roadblock at the intersection of Broadway and the North Shelter Road.
The north shelter monitor informed the chief monitor of the sudden
evacuation of the north shelter, whereupon the chief monitor surveyed
the north shelter area and found intensities of only 0.01 and 0.02
roentgens per hour (R/h). The chief monitor then contacted the south
shelter and informed Dr. Bainbridge that the north shelter region was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Emerald City of Oz by L. Frank Baum: MISS CUTTENCLIP.
Just as they reached the porch the front door opened and a little
girl stood before them. She appeared to be about the same age as
Dorothy, and smiling upon her visitors she said, sweetly:
"You are welcome."
All the party seemed relieved to find that here was a real girl, of
flesh and blood. She was very dainty and pretty as she stood there
welcoming them. Her hair was a golden blonde and her eyes turquoise
blue. She had rosy cheeks and lovely white teeth. Over her simple
white lawn dress she wore an apron with pink and white checks, and in
one hand she held a pair of scissors.
The Emerald City of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Poems by Bronte Sisters: light," intense enough to perpetuate the brief flower-flush of
August on the heather, or the rare sunset-smile of June; out of
his heart must well the freshness, that in latter spring and
early summer brightens the bracken, nurtures the moss, and
cherishes the starry flowers that spangle for a few weeks the
pasture of the moor-sheep. Unless that light and freshness are
innate and self-sustained, the drear prospect of a Yorkshire moor
will be found as barren of poetic as of agricultural interest:
where the love of wild nature is strong, the locality will
perhaps be clung to with the more passionate constancy, because
from the hill-lover's self comes half its charm.
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