|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pool of Blood in the Pastor's Study by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner:
Then, the red tape and bureaucratic etiquette which attaches to
every governmental department, puts the secret service men of the
Imperial police on a par with the lower ranks of the subordinates.
Muller's official rank is scarcely much higher than that of a
policeman, although kings and councillors consult him and the
Police Department realises to the full what a treasure it has in
him. But official red tape, and his early misfortune ... prevent
the giving of any higher official standing to even such a genius.
Born and bred to such conditions, Muller understands them, and
his natural modesty of disposition asks for no outward honours,
asks for nothing but an income sufficient for his simple needs,
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle:
thou been here?" said he, presently.
Myles thought a moment or two. "This maketh the seventh time,"
Another pause of silence followed, and Myles began to pluck up
some heart that maybe all would yet be well. The Earl's next
speech dashed that hope into a thousand fragments. "Well thou
knowest," said he, "that it is forbid for any to come here. Well
thou knowest that twice have men been punished for this thing
that thou hast done, and yet thou camest in spite of all. Now
dost thou know what thou wilt suffer?"
Myles picked with nervous fingers at a crack in the oaken post
Men of Iron
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Grimm's Fairy Tales by Brothers Grimm:
make me very thoughtful.' 'You sit at home,' said the cat, 'in your
dark-grey fur coat and long tail, and are filled with fancies, that's
because you do not go out in the daytime.' During the cat's absence
the mouse cleaned the house, and put it in order, but the greedy cat
entirely emptied the pot of fat. 'When everything is eaten up one has
some peace,' said she to herself, and well filled and fat she did not
return home till night. The mouse at once asked what name had been
given to the third child. 'It will not please you more than the
others,' said the cat. 'He is called All-gone.' 'All-gone,' cried the
mouse 'that is the most suspicious name of all! I have never seen it
in print. All-gone; what can that mean?' and she shook her head,
Grimm's Fairy Tales