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Today's Stichomancy for Edward Norton

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay:

proceeded to swathe in folds around his forehead. "I'm not forgetting your advice, Leehallfae. I would not like to start the walk as Maskull and finish it as Digrung."

The phaen gave a twisted grin, and they began to move upstream. The road was difficult. They had to stride from boulder to boulder, and found it warm work. Occasionally a worse obstacle presented itself, which they could surmount only by climbing. There was no more conversation for a long time. Maskull, as far as possible, adopted his companion's counsel to avoid the water, but here and there he was forced to set foot in it. The second or third time he did so, he felt a sudden agony in his arm, where it had been wounded by Krag.

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moby Dick by Herman Melville:

seeking with a six inch blade to reach the fathom-deep life of the whale. That captain was Ahab. And then it was, that suddenly sweeping his sickle-shaped lower jaw beneath him, Moby Dick had reaped away Ahab's leg, as a mower a blade of grass in the field. No turbaned Turk, no hired Venetian or Malay, could have smote him with more seeming malice. Small reason was there to doubt, then, that ever since that almost fatal encounter, Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations. The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac


Moby Dick
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane:

in fierce argument in the presence of such sand- wiches. During his meals he always wore an air of blissful contemplation of the food he had swal- lowed. His spirit seemed then to be communing with the viands.

He accepted new environment and circum- stance with great coolness, eating from his haver- sack at every opportunity. On the march he went along with the stride of a hunter, object- ing to neither gait nor distance. And he had not raised his voice when he had been ordered


The Red Badge of Courage