| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: And therefore comes my brother Montague.
Attend me, lords. The proud insulting queen,
With Clifford and the haught Northumberland,
And of their feather many moe proud birds,
Have wrought the easy-melting king like wax.
He swore consent to your succession,
His oath enrolled in the parliament;
And now to London all the crew are gone,
To frustrate both his oath and what beside
May make against the house of Lancaster.
Their power, I think, is thirty thousand strong;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Blue Flower by Henry van Dyke: we could not see beyond them. But, from glimpses here and
there, and from the purity and lightness of the air, I judged
that we were on far higher ground than any we had yet
traversed, the central comb, perhaps, of the mountain-system.
A few yards ahead of us, through the crowded trunks of the
dwarf forest, I saw a gray mass, like the wall of a fortress,
across our path. It was a vast rock, rising from the crest of
the ridge, lifting its top above the sea of foliage. At its
base there were heaps of shattered stones, and deep crevices
almost like caves. One side of the rock was broken by a slanting
gully.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: suddent of a fearful smell, an' says her boy Cha'ncey was a-screamin'
as haow it was jest like what he smelt up to the Whateley rewins
Monday mornin'. An' the dogs was barkin' an' whinin' awful.
'An'
then she let aout a turrible yell, an' says the shed daown the
rud had jest caved in like the storm bed blowed it over, only
the wind w'an't strong enough to dew that. Everybody was a-listenin',
an' we could hear lots o' folks on the wire a-gaspin'. All to
onct Sally she yelled again, an' says the front yard picket fence
hed just crumbled up, though they wa'n't no sign o' what done
it. Then everybody on the line could hear Cha'ncey an' old Seth
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