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Today's Stichomancy for Toni Braxton

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from 1492 by Mary Johntson:

Admiral's banner and sang. More than that, a wood dove came upon the deck and ate corn that was strewed for it. ``Colombo--Colombo!'' quoth the Admiral. ``I, too, am `dove.' `_And he opened a window and sent forth a ``dove'' to find if there were land!_' ''

Almost the whole ship from Jason down took these two birds for portents. Fray Ignatio lifted hands. ``The Blessed Francis who knew that birds have souls to save hath sent them!'' We passed the drifting branch of a tree. It had green leaves. The sea ran extremely blue and clear, and half the ship thought they smelled frankincense,

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Coxon Fund by Henry James:

caused it to be reported that he was indisposed and lying down. This made us, most of us--for there were other friends present-- convey to each other in silence some of the unutterable things that in those years our eyes had inevitably acquired the art of expressing. If a fine little American enquirer hadn't been there we would have expressed them otherwise, and Adelaide would have pretended not to hear. I had seen her, before the very fact, abstract herself nobly; and I knew that more than once, to keep it from the servants, managing, dissimulating cleverly, she had helped her husband to carry him bodily to his room. Just recently he had been so wise and so deep and so high that I had begun to get

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Cromwell by William Shakespeare:

Of common entertainment: so do you With looks as free as is your master's soul, Give formal welcome to the thronged tables, That shall receive the Cardinal's followers And the attendants of the Lord Chancellor. But all my care, Cromwell, depends on thee. Thou art a man differing from vulgar form, And by how much thy spirit is ranked bove these In rules of Art, by so much it shines brighter By travel whose observance pleads his merit, In a most learned, yet unaffecting spirit,