| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Hunting of the Snark by Lewis Carroll: But the valley grew narrow and narrower still,
And the evening got darker and colder,
Till (merely from nervousness, not from goodwill)
They marched along shoulder to shoulder.
Then a scream, shrill and high, rent the shuddering sky,
And they knew that some danger was near:
The Beaver turned pale to the tip of its tail,
And even the Butcher felt queer.
He thought of his childhood, left far far behind--
That blissful and innocent state--
The sound so exactly recalled to his mind
The Hunting of the Snark |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson: The several apartments of the beacon-house having been
cleaned out and supplied with bedding, a sufficient stock of
provisions was put into the store, when Peter Fortune,
formerly noticed, lighted his fire in the beacon for the first
time this season. Sixteen artificers at the same time mounted
to their barrack-room, and all the foremen of the works also
took possession of their cabin, all heartily rejoiced at
getting rid of the trouble of boating and the sickly motion of
the tender.
[Saturday, 12th May]
The wind was at E.N.E., blowing so fresh, and accompanied
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Death of the Lion by Henry James: life; he had taken rank at a bound, waked up a national glory. A
national glory was needed, and it was an immense convenience he was
there. What all this meant rolled over me, and I fear I grew a
little faint - it meant so much more than I could say "yea" to on
the spot. In a flash, somehow, all was different; the tremendous
wave I speak of had swept something away. It had knocked down, I
suppose, my little customary altar, my twinkling tapers and my
flowers, and had reared itself into the likeness of a temple vast
and bare. When Neil Paraday should come out of the house he would
come out a contemporary. That was what had happened: the poor man
was to be squeezed into his horrible age. I felt as if he had been
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