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Today's Stichomancy for Tiger Woods

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Glinda of Oz by L. Frank Baum:

always carried, and in a surprisingly short time had chopped away enough branches to permit them all to pass easily through the trees.

Now the clear waters of the beautiful lake were before them and by looking closely they could see the outlines of the Great Dome of the sunken island, far from shore and directly in the center of the lake.

Of course every eye was at first fixed upon this dome, where Ozma and Dorothy and the Skeezers were still fast prisoners. But soon their attention was caught by a more brilliant sight, for here was the


Glinda of Oz
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Love Songs by Sara Teasdale:

Back to a morning in the park With sapphire shadows on the snow.

Or back to oak trees in the spring When you unloosed my hair and kissed The head that lay against your knees In the leaf shadow's amethyst.

And still another shining place We would remember -- how the dun Wild mountain held us on its crest One diamond morning white with sun.

But I will turn my eyes from you

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sons of the Soil by Honore de Balzac:

years old, and presented a parchment face honey-combed with the small- pox, lighted by a pair of green eyes, and framed with dirty-white hair, which escaped in strands from a red handkerchief,--"wherever one goes, there they are! they stop us, they open our bundles, and if there's a single branch, a single twig of a miserable hazel, they seize the whole bundle, and they say they'll arrest us. Ha, the villains! there's no deceiving them; if they suspect you, you've got to undo the bundle. Dogs! all three are not worth a farthing! Yes, kill 'em, and it won't ruin France, I tell you."

"Little Vatel is not so bad," said Madame Tonsard.

"He!" said Laroche, "he does his business, like the others; when