| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Long Odds by H. Rider Haggard: of occurrences, and soothed myself by taking a rifle and going to kill
something. For a couple of hours I poked about without seeing anything
that I could get a shot at, but at last, just as I was again within
seventy yards of the waggon, I put up an old Impala ram from behind a
mimosa thorn. He ran straight for the waggon, and it was not till he
was passing within a few feet of it that I could get a decent shot at
him. Then I pulled, and caught him half-way down the spine. Over he
went, dead as a door-nail, and a pretty shot it was, though I ought not
to say it. This little incident put me into rather a better humour,
especially as the buck had rolled right against the after-part of the
waggon, so I had only to gut him, fix a reim round his legs, and haul
Long Odds |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from God The Invisible King by H. G. Wells: clearly of the Trinity; was vague upon the scheme of salvation and
the significance of his martyrdom. We are asked to suppose that he
left his apostles without instructions, that were necessary to their
eternal happiness, that he could give them the Lord's Prayer but
leave them to guess at the all-important Creed,* and that the Church
staggered along blindly, putting its foot in and out of damnation,
until the "experts" of Nicaea, that "garland of priests," marshalled
by Constantine's officials, came to its rescue. . . . From the
conversion of Paul onward, the heresies of the intellect multiplied
about Christ's memory and hid him from the sight of men. We are no
longer clear about the doctrine he taught nor about the things he
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Salammbo by Gustave Flaubert: back swooning upon the bed amid the lion's hair. The zaimph fell, and
enveloped her; she could see Matho's face bending down above her
breast.
"Moloch, thou burnest me!" and the soldier's kisses, more devouring
than flames, covered her; she was as though swept away in a hurricane,
taken in the might of the sun.
He kissed all her fingers, her arms, her feet, and the long tresses of
her hair from one end to the other.
"Carry it off," he said, "what do I care? take me away with it! I
abandon the army! I renounce everything! Beyond Gades, twenty days'
journey into the sea, you come to an island covered with gold dust,
Salammbo |
