|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum:
to recover his wits and his strength.
They had now reached such a tremendous height that the city looked
like a speck on the desert beneath them. Knowing he must act quickly,
Rob seized the dangling left arm of the unconscious Turk and raised it
until he could reach the dial of the traveling machine. He feared to
unclasp the machine just then, for two reasons: if it slipped from his
grasp they would both plunge downward to their death; and he was not
sure the machine would work at all if in any other position than
fastened to the left wrist.
Rob determined to take no chances, so he left the machine attached to
the Turk and turned the indicator to zero and then to "East," for he
The Master Key
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte by Karl Marx:
that which he really is and does, so, all the more, must the phrases and
notions of parties in historic struggles be distinguished from the real
organism, and their real interests, their notions and their reality.
Orleanists and Legitimists found themselves in the republic beside each
other with equal claims. Each side wishing, in opposition to the other,
to carry out the restoration of its own royal House, meant nothing else
than that each of the two great Interests into which the bourgeoisie is
divided--Land and Capital--sought to restore its own supremacy and the
subordinacy of the other. We speak of two bourgeois interests because
large landed property, despite its feudal coquetry and pride of race,
has become completely bourgeois through the development of modern
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London:
beaded and scarlet-clothed galore, and against her Chief George
and his head men. The shaman was being helped out by the big
medicines from the other tribes, and it shivered my spine up and
down, the deviltries they cut. I caught myself wondering if the
folks in Liverpool could only see me now; and I thought of yellow-
haired Gussie, whose brother I licked after my first voyage, just
because he was not for having a sailor-man courting his sister.
And with Gussie in my eyes I looked at Tilly. A rum old world,
thinks I, with man a-stepping in trails the mother little dreamed
of when he lay at suck.
"So be. When the noise was loudest, walrus hides booming and