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Today's Stichomancy for Ho Chi Minh

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling:

half-shut nostrils.

"Hai! Hai! Hai!" said the Bhagat, snapping his fingers, "Is THIS payment for a night's lodging?" But the deer pushed him toward the door, and as he did so Purun Bhagat heard the sound of something opening with a sigh, and saw two slabs of the floor draw away from each other, while the sticky earth below smacked its lips.

"Now I see," said Purun Bhagat. "No blame to my brothers that they did not sit by the fire to-night. The mountain is falling. And yet-- why should I go?" His eye fell on the empty begging- bowl, and his face changed. "They have given me good food daily


The Second Jungle Book
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Koran:

and with warnings, and sent down with them the Book in truth, to judge between men in that wherein they disagreed; but none did disagree therein save those who had been given it after that manifest signs had come to them, through greed amongst themselves; and God guided those who did believe to that truth concerning which they disagreed by His permission, for God guides whom He will unto the right path.

Did ye count to enter Paradise, while there had nothing come to you like those who passed away before you; there touched them violence and harm, and they were made to quake, until the Apostle and those who believed with him said, 'When (comes) God's help? Is not God's help then surely nigh?'


The Koran
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Venus and Adonis by William Shakespeare:

Say, for non-payment that the debt should double, Is twenty hundred kisses such a trouble?'

'Fair queen,' quoth he, 'if any love you owe me, Measure my strangeness with my unripe years: 524 Before I know myself, seek not to know me; No fisher but the ungrown fry forbears: The mellow plum doth fall, the green sticks fast, Or being early pluck'd is sour to taste. 528

'Look! the world's comforter, with weary gait His day's hot task hath ended in the west; The owl, night's herald, shrieks, 'tis very late;