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Today's Stichomancy for Che Guevara

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Journal of the Plague Year by Daniel Defoe:

to death and got up, one running out at one door and one at another, some downstairs and some upstairs, and getting together as well as they could, locked themselves into their chambers and screamed out at the window for help, as if they had been frighted out of their, wits. The master, more composed than they, though both frighted and provoked, was going to lay hands on him and throw him downstairs, being in a passion; but then, considering a little the condition of the man and the danger of touching him, horror seized his mind, and he stood still like one astonished. The poor distempered man all this while, being as well diseased in his brain as in his body, stood still like one amazed. At length he turns round: 'Ay!' says he, with all the


A Journal of the Plague Year
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey:

sight of you brings back home! It seems a hundred years since I left. I missed you more than all the rest."

Madeline seemed to feel with his every word that she was remembering him. She was so amazed at the change in him that she could not believe her eyes. She saw a bronzed, strong-jawed, eagle-eyed man, stalwart, superb of height, and, like the cowboys, belted, booted, spurred. And there was something hard as iron in his face that quivered with his words. It seemed that only in those moments when the hard lines broke and softened could she see resemblance to the face she remembered. It was his manner, the tone of his voice, and the tricks of speech that


The Light of Western Stars
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris:

"But isn't it an improvement?" Condy scoured his head. "Tell me the truth," she insisted; "YOU be sincere." "I do believe it is. Why--why--Travis by Jingo! Travis, I think I'm going to like you better than ever now." "Never mind. Is it an agreement?"