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Today's Stichomancy for Butch Cassidy

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Laches by Plato:

SOCRATES: And would you do so too, Melesias? If you were deliberating about the gymnastic training of your son, would you follow the advice of the majority of us, or the opinion of the one who had been trained and exercised under a skilful master?

MELESIAS: The latter, Socrates; as would surely be reasonable.

SOCRATES: His one vote would be worth more than the vote of all us four?

MELESIAS: Certainly.

SOCRATES: And for this reason, as I imagine,--because a good decision is based on knowledge and not on numbers?

MELESIAS: To be sure.

SOCRATES: Must we not then first of all ask, whether there is any one of

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible:

to Bethmaachah, and all the Berites: and they were gathered together, and went also after him.

SA2 20:15 And they came and besieged him in Abel of Bethmaachah, and they cast up a bank against the city, and it stood in the trench: and all the people that were with Joab battered the wall, to throw it down.

SA2 20:16 Then cried a wise woman out of the city, Hear, hear; say, I pray you, unto Joab, Come near hither, that I may speak with thee.

SA2 20:17 And when he was come near unto her, the woman said, Art thou Joab? And he answered, I am he. Then she said unto him, Hear the words of thine handmaid. And he answered, I do hear.

SA2 20:18 Then she spake, saying, They were wont to speak in old time,


King James Bible
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot:

O the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter And on her daughter 200 They wash their feet in soda water _Et, O ces voix d'enfants, chantant dans la coupole!_

Twit twit twit Jug jug jug jug jug jug So rudely forc'd. Tereu

Unreal City Under the brown fog of a winter noon Mr. Eugenides, the Smyrna merchant


The Waste Land