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Today's Stichomancy for Michael Jackson

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde:

SALOME. Si, c'est de ma mere.

IOKANAAN. Ou est celle qui s'est abandonnee aux capitaines des Assyriens, qui ont des baudriers sur les reins, et sur la tete des tiares de differentes couleurs? Ou est celle qui s'est abandonnee aux jeunes hommes d'Egypte qui sont vetus de lin et d'hyacinthe, et portent des boucliers d'or et des casques d'argent, et qui ont de grand corps? Dites-lui de se lever de la couche de son impudicite, de sa couche incestueuse, afin qu'elle puisse entendre les paroles de celui qui prepare la voie du Seigneur; afin qu'elle se repente de ses peches. Quoiqu'elle ne se repentira jamais, mais restera dans ses abominations, dites-lui de venir, car le Seigneur a son fleau

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Red Seal by Natalie Sumner Lincoln:

I stood to win large sums if things had only gone right," he announced; then addressed Helen directly. "What did you do with the securities?"

"I put the envelope back in the open safe when I was here early this afternoon," she explained.

An oath ripped from Sylvester. "I mistook you for your sister," he snarled. "Had I known it was you, I'd have wrung the securities from you."

Helen stared at his suddenly contorted face. "Ah, you are the man who looked in at the window of the reception room yesterday morning when I was talking to Mr. Kent," she cried. "I recognize you now."

The Red Seal
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Battle of the Books by Jonathan Swift:

champaign; so Boyle pursued, so fled this pair of friends: finding at length their flight was vain, they bravely joined, and drew themselves in phalanx. First Bentley threw a spear with all his force, hoping to pierce the enemy's breast; but Pallas came unseen, and in the air took off the point, and clapped on one of lead, which, after a dead bang against the enemy's shield, fell blunted to the ground. Then Boyle, observing well his time, took up a lance of wondrous length and sharpness; and, as this pair of friends compacted, stood close side by side, he wheeled him to the right, and, with unusual force, darted the weapon. Bentley saw his fate approach, and flanking down his arms close to his ribs, hoping