| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: "From Eric Moreland Clapham-Lee, St. Eloi, Flanders." Six years
before, in Flanders, a shelled hospital had fallen upon the headless
reanimated trunk of Dr. Clapham-Lee, and upon the detached head
which -- perhaps -- had uttered articulate sounds.
West was
not even excited now. His condition was more ghastly. Quickly
he said, "It’s the finish -- but let’s incinerate -- this." We
carried the thing down to the laboratory -- listening. I do not
remember many particulars -- you can imagine my state of mind
-- but it is a vicious lie to say it was Herbert West’s body which
I put into the incinerator. We both inserted the whole unopened
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Sophist by Plato: others can never think enough; and sometimes they appear as statesmen, and
sometimes as sophists; and then, again, to many they seem to be no better
than madmen. I should like to ask our Eleatic friend, if he would tell us,
what is thought about them in Italy, and to whom the terms are applied.
THEODORUS: What terms?
SOCRATES: Sophist, statesman, philosopher.
THEODORUS: What is your difficulty about them, and what made you ask?
SOCRATES: I want to know whether by his countrymen they are regarded as
one or two; or do they, as the names are three, distinguish also three
kinds, and assign one to each name?
THEODORUS: I dare say that the Stranger will not object to discuss the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Danny's Own Story by Don Marquis: nigh all the prominent citizens in town. They was
friendly with us, and we was friendly with them.
Georgia had jest went fur prohibition a few months
before that, and they hadn't opened up these here
near-beer bar-rooms in the little towns yet, like
they had in Atlanta and the big towns. Georgia
had went prohibition so the niggers couldn't get
whiskey, some said; but others said they didn't
know WHAT its excuse was. Them prominent
citizens was loafing around the hotel and every
now and then inviting each other very mysterious
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