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Today's Stichomancy for Elle Macpherson

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Charmides and Other Poems by Oscar Wilde:

And the moon hid behind a tawny mask Of drifting cloud, and from the ocean's marge Rose the red plume, the huge and horned casque, The seven-cubit spear, the brazen targe! And clad in bright and burnished panoply Athena strode across the stretch of sick and shivering sea!

To the dull sailors' sight her loosened looks Seemed like the jagged storm-rack, and her feet Only the spume that floats on hidden rocks, And, marking how the rising waters beat Against the rolling ship, the pilot cried

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley:

So he said boasting; and yet he felt in his heart that he was braver than all those scoffers, and more able to do some glorious deed.

'Hear him! Hear the boaster! What is it to be?' cried they all, laughing louder than ever.

Then his dream at Samos came into his mind, and he cried aloud, 'The head of the Gorgon.'

He was half afraid after he had said the words for all laughed louder than ever, and Polydectes loudest of all.

'You have promised to bring me the Gorgon's head? Then never appear again in this island without it. Go!'

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde:

mal est entre dans le monde. Ne me parlez pas. Je ne veux pas t'ecouter. Je n'ecoute que les paroles du Seigneur Dieu.

SALOME. Ton corps est hideux. Il est comme le corps d'un lepreux. Il est comme un mur de platre ou les viperes sont passees, comme un mur de platre ou les scorpions ont fait leur nid. Il est comme un sepulcre blanchi, et qui est plein de choses degoutantes. Il est horrible, il est horrible ton corps! . . . C'est de tes cheveux que je suis amoureuse, Iokanaan. Tes cheveux ressemblent e des grappes de raisins, e des grappes de raisins noirs qui pendent des vignes d'Edom dans le pays des Edomites. Tes cheveux sont comme les cedres du Liban, comme les grands cedres du Liban qui donnent de l'ombre