| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Out of Time's Abyss by Edgar Rice Burroughs: three sides of an octagon, while the fourth was serpentine
in contour. Two windows let in more daylight, while two doors
evidently gave ingress to other rooms. The walls were partially
ceiled with thin strips of wood, nicely fitted and finished,
partially plastered and the rest covered with a fine, woven cloth.
Figures of reptiles and beasts were painted without regard to
any uniform scheme here and there upon the walls. A striking
feature of the decorations consisted of several engaged columns
set into the walls at no regular intervals, the capitals of
each supporting a human skull the cranium of which touched the
ceiling, as though the latter was supported by these grim
Out of Time's Abyss |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: He thought he saw a shining star, which fell into his
daughter's lap; and that Medeia his daughter took it gladly,
and carried it to the riverside, and cast it in, and there
the whirling river bore it down, and out into the Euxine Sea.
Then he leapt up in fear, and bade his servants bring his
chariot, that he might go down to the river-side and appease
the nymphs, and the heroes whose spirits haunt the bank. So
he went down in his golden chariot, and his daughters by his
side, Medeia the fair witch-maiden, and Chalciope, who had
been Phrixus' wife, and behind him a crowd of servants and
soldiers, for he was a rich and mighty prince.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Walking by Henry David Thoreau: sitting with crossed legs, so many of them--as if the legs were
made to sit upon, and not to stand or walk upon--I think that
they deserve some credit for not having all committed suicide
long ago.
I, who cannot stay in my chamber for a single day without
acquiring some rust, and when sometimes I have stolen forth for a
walk at the eleventh hour, or four o'clock in the afternoon, too
late to redeem the day, when the shades of night were already
beginning to be mingled with the daylight, have felt as if I had
committed some sin to be atoned for,--I confess that I am
astonished at the power of endurance, to say nothing of the moral
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