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Today's Stichomancy for Adolf Hitler

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Dead Souls by Nikolai Vasilievich Gogol:

discovering hosts of deficits and missing sums, and directing his attention to the aforesaid fine houses of civilian architecture. Upon that there ensued a complete reshuffling. Tchinovniks were retired wholesale, and the houses were sequestrated to the Government, or else converted into various pious institutions and schools for soldiers' children. Thus the whole fabric, and especially Chichikov, came crashing to the ground. Particularly did our hero's agreeable face displease the new Director. Why that was so it is impossible to say, but frequently, in cases of the kind, no reason exists. However, the Director conceived a mortal dislike to him, and also extended that enmity to the whole of Chichikov's colleagues. But inasmuch as the


Dead Souls
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Koran:

your right hand possess partners in what we have bestowed upon you, so that ye share alike therein? do ye fear them as ye fear each other?- Thus do we detail the signs unto a people who have sense.

Nay, when those who are unjust follow their lusts without knowledge,-and who shall guide him whom God has led astray? and they shall have none to help.

Set thy face steadfast towards the religion as an 'Hanif, according to the constitution whereon God has constituted men; there is no altering the creation of God, that is the standard religion, though most men do not know.

Turn repentant towards Him; and fear Him, and be steadfast in


The Koran
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs:

trumpets. The great doors swung violently open, and the entire throng were upon their feet in an instant as a trooper of the Royal Horse shouted: "The king! The king! Make way for Leopold of Lutha!"

XII

THE GRATITUDE OF A KING

AT THE CRY silence fell upon the throng. Every head was turned toward the great doors through which the head of a procession was just visible. It was a grim looking procession --the head of it, at least.

There were four khaki-clad trumpeters from the Royal


The Mad King