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Today's Stichomancy for Denzel Washington

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Through the Looking-Glass by Lewis Carroll:

the forest. `It won't take long to see him OFF, I expect,' Alice said to herself, as she stood watching him. `There he goes! Right on his head as usual! However, he gets on again pretty easily--that comes of having so many things hung round the horse--' So she went on talking to herself, as she watched the horse walking leisurely along the road, and the Knight tumbling off, first on one side and then on the other. After the fourth or fifth tumble he reached the turn, and then she waved her handkerchief to him, and waited till he was out of sight.

`I hope it encouraged him,' she said, as she turned to run down the hill: `and now for the last brook, and to be a Queen!


Through the Looking-Glass
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Of The Nature of Things by Lucretius:

Again, those little sides of mirrors curved Proportionate to the bulge of our own flank Send back to us their idols with the right Upon the right; and this is so because Either the image is passed on along From mirror unto mirror, and thereafter, When twice dashed off, flies back unto ourselves; Or else the image wheels itself around, When once unto the mirror it has come, Since the curved surface teaches it to turn To usward. Further, thou might'st well believe


Of The Nature of Things
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom by William and Ellen Craft:

As now the auctioneer's rough voice So rudely calls her name!

But see! she grasps a manly hand, And in a voice so low, As scarcely to be heard, she says, "My brother, must I go?"

A moment's pause: then, midst a wail Of agonizing woe, His answer falls upon the ear,-- "Yes, sister, you must go!

No longer can my arm defend,


Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom