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Today's Stichomancy for Rose McGowan

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon:

all things[10] obedient--such an animal, we venture to predict, will give the least trouble and the greatest security to his rider in the circumstances of war; while, conversely, a beast who either out of sluggishness needs much driving, or from excess of mettle much coaxing and manouvring, will give his rider work enough to occupy both his hands and a sinking of the heart when dangers thicken.

[10] Al. "thoroughly."

IV

We will now suppose the purchaser has found a horse which he admires;[1] the purchase is effected, and he has brought him home--how is he to be housed? It is best that the stable should be placed in a


On Horsemanship
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson:

yet be possible to save a portion of her crew; and for this end Captain Fritze placed his reliance on the very hugeness of the seas that threatened him. The moment was watched for with the anxiety of despair, but the coolness of disciplined courage. As she rose on the fatal wave, her moorings were simultaneously slipped; she broached to in rising; and the sea heaved her bodily upward and cast her down with a concussion on the summit of the reef, where she lay on her beam-ends, her back broken, buried in breaching seas, but safe. Conceive a table: the EBER in the darkness had been smashed against the rim and flung below; the ADLER, cast free in the nick of opportunity, had been thrown upon the top. Many

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ballads by Robert Louis Stevenson:

Filled with the lust of war, and alive with courage and hope.

Again to the giddy cornice Rua lifted his eyes, And again beheld men passing in the armpit of the skies. "Foes of my race!" cried Rua, "the mouth of Rua is true: Never a shark in the deep is nobler of soul than you. There was never a nobler foray, never a bolder plan; Never a dizzier path was trod by the children of man; And Rua, your evil-dealer through all the days of his years, "Counts it honour to hate you, honour to fall by your spears." And Rua straightened his back. "O Vais, a scheme for a scheme!" Cried Rua and turned and descended the turbulent stair of the stream,


Ballads