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Today's Stichomancy for Pancho Villa

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Emerald City of Oz by L. Frank Baum:

the wagon between Omby Amby and the Shaggy Man, and his weight did not add much to the load because he was stuffed with straw.

"You will notice I have one oat-field on my property," he remarked, as they drove away. "Oat-straw is, I have found, the best of all straws to re-stuff myself with when my interior gets musty or out of shape."

"Are you able to re-stuff yourself without help?" asked Aunt Em. "I should think that after the straw was taken out of you there wouldn't be anything left but your clothes."

"You are almost correct, madam," he answered. "My servants do the stuffing, under my direction. For my head, in which are my excellent brains, is a bag tied at the bottom. My face is neatly painted upon


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

spikenard very precious; and she brake the box, and poured it on his head.

MAR 14:4 And there were some that had indignation within themselves, and said, Why was this waste of the ointment made?

MAR 14:5 For it might have been sold for more than three hundred pence, and have been given to the poor. And they murmured against her.

MAR 14:6 And Jesus said, Let her alone; why trouble ye her? she hath wrought a good work on me.

MAR 14:7 For ye have the poor with you always, and whensoever ye will ye may do them good: but me ye have not always.

MAR 14:8 She hath done what she could: she is come aforehand to anoint


King James Bible
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Richard III by William Shakespeare:

Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! GLOUCESTER. Amen! [Aside] And make me die a good old man! That is the butt end of a mother's blessing; I marvel that her Grace did leave it out. BUCKINGHAM. You cloudy princes and heart-sorrowing peers, That bear this heavy mutual load of moan, Now cheer each other in each other's love. Though we have spent our harvest of this king, We are to reap the harvest of his son.


Richard III