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Today's Stichomancy for John Lennon

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Battle of the Books by Jonathan Swift:

the answers or objections of his opposite, and fully predetermined in his mind against all conviction.

"Not to disparage myself," said he, "by the comparison with such a rascal, what art thou but a vagabond without house or home, without stock or inheritance? born to no possession of your own, but a pair of wings and a drone-pipe. Your livelihood is a universal plunder upon nature; a freebooter over fields and gardens; and, for the sake of stealing, will rob a nettle as easily as a violet. Whereas I am a domestic animal, furnished with a native stock within myself. This large castle (to show my improvements in the mathematics) is all built with my own hands, and the materials

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Mother by Owen Wister:

deal more than faint. On the 20th of August I took the afternoon train to spend my two weeks' holiday at Lenox; and during much of the journey I gazed at the Wall Street edition of the afternoon paper that I had purchased as I came through the Grand Central Station. Ethel and I read it in the evening."

"'I wonder what she's buying now?' said Ethel, vindictively."

"'Well, I can't help feeling sorry for her,' I answered, with as much of a smile as I could produce."

"'That is so unnecessary, Richard! She can easily afford to gratify her gambling instinct.'"

"'There you go, Ethel, inventing millions for her just as you invented

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tom Grogan by F. Hopkinson Smith:

and Tom always gave her men a hot meal at the house whenever it was possible. Had any other horse been neglected, Cully would not have cared; but the Big Gray which he had driven ever since the day Tom brought him home,--"Old Blowhard," as he would often call him (the Gray was a bit wheezy),--the Big Gray without his dinner!

"Hully gee! Look at de bloke a-jollying Jinnie, an' de Blowhard a-starvin'. Say, Patsy,"--lifting him down,--"hold de line till I git de Big Gray a bite. Git on ter Carl, will ye! I'm a-goin'--ter--tell--de--boss,"--with a threatening air, weighing each word--"jes soon as she gits back. Ef I don't I'm a chump."

At sight of the boys, Jennie darted into the house, and Carl