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Today's Stichomancy for Will Smith

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Ballads by Robert Louis Stevenson:

Till lo! in front of the terrace, Rua pierced with a dart.

Taheia cherished his head, and the aged priest stood by, And gazed with eyes of ruby at Rua's darkening eye. "Taheia, here is the end, I die a death for a man. I have given the life of my soul to save an unsavable clan. See them, the drooping of hams! behold me the blinking crew: Fifty spears they cast, and one of fifty true! And you, O priest, the foreteller, foretell for yourself if you can, Foretell the hour of the day when the Vais shall burst on your clan! By the head of the tapu cleft, with death and fire in their hand, Thick and silent like ants, the warriors swarm in the land."

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Princess by Alfred Tennyson:

To fix and make me hotter, till she laughed: "O marvellously modest maiden, you! Men! girls, like men! why, if they had been men You need not set your thoughts in rubric thus For wholesale comment." Pardon, I am shamed That I must needs repeat for my excuse What looks so little graceful: "men" (for still My mother went revolving on the word) "And so they are,--very like men indeed-- And with that woman closeted for hours!" Then came these dreadful words out one by one,

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Songs of Innocence and Experience by William Blake:

That picks up crumbs around the door.'

The Priest sat by and heard the child; In trembling zeal he seized his hair, He led him by his little coat, And all admired his priestly care.

And standing on the altar high, 'Lo, what a fiend is here!' said he: 'One who sets reason up for judge Of our most holy mystery.'

The weeping child could not be heard, The weeping parents wept in vain:

Songs of Innocence and Experience