| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Land that Time Forgot by Edgar Rice Burroughs: over the cliff-top into the Pacific. What current washes the
shore of Caprona I know not; whither my bottle will be borne I
cannot even guess; but I have done all that mortal man may do to
notify the world of my whereabouts and the dangers that threaten
those of us who remain alive in Caspak--if there be any other
than myself.
About the 8th of September I accompanied Olson and von
Schoenvorts to the oil-geyser. Lys came with us, and we took a
number of things which von Schoenvorts wanted for the purpose
of erecting a crude refinery. We went up the coast some ten or
twelve miles in the U-33, tying up to shore near the mouth of a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Caesar's Commentaries in Latin by Julius Caesar: proficisci iubet. Ipse eo pedestribus copiis contendit.
Erant eius modi fere situs oppidorum ut posita in extremis lingulis
promunturiisque neque pedibus aditum haberent, cum ex alto se acstus
incitavisset, quod [bis] accidit semper horarum XII spatio, neque navibus,
quod rursus minuente aestu naves in vadis adflictarentur. Ita utraque re
oppidorum oppugnatio impediebatur. Ac si quando magnitudine operis forte
superati, extruso mari aggere ac molibus atque his oppidi moenibus
adaequatis, suis fortunis desperare coeperant, magno numero navium
adpulso, cuius rei summam facultatem habebant, omnia sua deportabant seque
in proxima oppida recipiebant: ibi se rursus isdem oportunitatibus loci
defendebant. Haec eo facilius Inagnaln partem aestatis faciebant quod
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dust by Mr. And Mrs. Haldeman-Julius: almost as dear to him as you are to me, son, and it's a wonderful
heritage, Bill, a magnificent heritage. Just think! Two
generations have labored to build it out of the dust. Your
father's whole life is in it. Your father's and mine. And your
grandmother's. If only you could ever come to care for it!"
Bill fidgeted uneasily. "You mean you want me to go on with it?"
he demanded. "You want me to come back to it, settle down to be a
farmer--like father?"
The tone in which he asked this question made Rose choose her
words carefully.
"What are your plans, son? What do you want to be--not just now,
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