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Today's Stichomancy for Will Wright

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Time Machine by H. G. Wells:

sanitary apparatus of these people. It was an obvious conclusion, but it was absolutely wrong.

`And here I must admit that I learned very little of drains and bells and modes of conveyance, and the like conveniences, during my time in this real future. In some of these visions of Utopias and coming times which I have read, there is a vast amount of detail about building, and social arrangements, and so forth. But while such details are easy enough to obtain when the whole world is contained in one's imagination, they are altogether inaccessible to a real traveller amid such realities as I found here. Conceive the tale of London which a negro,


The Time Machine
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot:

read on rare occasions--brought a vague exulting sense, for which the grown men could as little have found words as the children, that something great and mysterious had been done for them in heaven above and in earth below, which they were appropriating by their presence. And then the red faces made their way through the black biting frost to their own homes, feeling themselves free for the rest of the day to eat, drink, and be merry, and using that Christian freedom without diffidence.

At Squire Cass's family party that day nobody mentioned Dunstan-- nobody was sorry for his absence, or feared it would be too long. The doctor and his wife, uncle and aunt Kimble, were there, and the


Silas Marner
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from 1492 by Mary Johntson:

white clothes he thought of. The same with their faces-- he could not tell about them--he thought they were fair. Suddenly, it seemed, Pan had fallen upon him and put him forth in terror. He had turned and raced through the forest, here to the sea. He did not think the white-clad men had seen him.

We took him to the Admiral who listened, then brought his hands together. ``Hath it not--hath it not, I ask you --sound of Prester John?''

With the dawn he had men ashore, and there he went himself, with him Juan de la Cosa and Juan Lepe. The