| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: of restraint -- just enough to seem like belated revellers staggering
home from a debauch.
We did not separate, but managed to get
to West’s room, where we whispered with the gas up until dawn.
By then we had calmed ourselves a little with rational theories
and plans for investigation, so that we could sleep through the
day -- classes being disregarded. But that evening two items in
the paper, wholly unrelated, made it again impossible for us to
sleep. The old deserted Chapman house had inexplicably burned
to an amorphous heap of ashes; that we could understand because
of the upset lamp. Also, an attempt had been made to disturb a
Herbert West: Reanimator |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: the stern-faced, unanswering Effigy which, with all his wisdom, he
believed to be living and divine. Perhaps once it was, but if
so its star had set for ever, like those of Amon, Jupiter and
Baal, and he was its last worshipper.
Now we were safe, but still we sped on till we reached the
portico of our sleeping place. Then Yva turned and spoke.
"It is horrible," she said, "and my soul sickens. Oh, I thank
the Strength which made it that I have no desire to rule the
earth, and, being innocent of death, do not fear to die and cross
his threshold."
"Yes, it is horrible," I answered. "Yet all men fear death."
When the World Shook |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Jerusalem Delivered by Torquato Tasso: By violence first plunged and dived therein:
But when upon the shore the waves them throw,
The knights for their fair guide to look begin,
And gazing round a little bark they spied,
Wherein a damsel sate the stern to guide.
IV
Upon her front her locks were curled new,
Her eyes were courteous, full of peace and love;
In look a saint, an angel bright in show,
So in her visage grace and virtue strove;
Her robe seemed sometimes red and sometimes blue,
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