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Stichomancy is one of the oldest forms of divination (at least 3000 years old in fact), in which the querant opens to a random page of randomly selected book in a library, to find an excerpt that applies to the situation at hand.
Originally posted by Mad_Hatter
I see one fundamental flaw here. This stichomancy reading thingy is a _javascript program...similar to a game.
Originally posted by Cyberbian
I used to do that trick to show people how easy it is to interpret anything as being an answer to a particular question. I was shocked by how accurate it was myself, to tell the truth!
We came upon a sight that brought us all up standing. We had been passing through a little heavier timber than was usual to this part of the country, when we suddenly emerged into an open space in the center of which was such a band as might have caused the most courageous to pause. It consisted of upward of five hundred individuals representing several species closely allied to man. There were anthropoid apes and gorillas--these I had no difficulty in recognizing; but there were other forms which I had never before seen, and I was hard put to it to say whether they were ape or man. Some of them resembled the corpse we had found upon the narrow beach.
Originally posted by Buck Division
Originally posted by Cyberbian
I used to do that trick to show people how easy it is to interpret anything as being an answer to a particular question. I was shocked by how accurate it was myself, to tell the truth!
Just a thought here Cyberbian -- maybe you aren't giving yourself enough credit for latent psychic abilities. Maybe you aren't willing to admit that you actually have certain perceptiveness. You dismiss it within yourself because it might have a dark nature? (I don't blame you for that!)
One thing that is obvious from your above post: YOU were the one making the interpretation. And the questions were being answered, one way or another.
"Words! Words only," says Sir John. "Master Collins is somewhat of a liar at best."
He carried it so gravely that, for the moment, I thought he was dipped in this secret traffick too, and that there was not an honest ironmaster in Sussex.
"Name o' Reason!" says Sebastian, and raps with his cow-tail on the table, "whose guns are they, then?"
"Yours, manifestly," says Sir John. "You come with the King's Order for 'em, and Master Collins casts them in his foundry.
A fragment of Auber's plaintive tune passed like a sigh across his memory.
For the repose of Gaston's young, world-loving spirit, they sang all that he had taught them of Il Trovatore.
After this day, Felipe and all those who knew and loved the Padre best, saw serenity had returned to his features; but for some reason they began to watch those features with more care.
"Still," they said, "he is not old." And as the months went by they would repeat: "We shall have him yet for many years."
Thus the season rolled round, bringing the time for the expected messages....
Originally posted by caitlinfae
I find this deeply reassuring....yes, our structure will have to change, but we will still be provided for, as long as we remain grateful, and connected to more than just our shallow modern lives.
Originally posted by Kruel
You wanna try something like this, just get a fortune cookie. Every time I get one, it comes true... although the manner in which it comes true is always different than what I would expect. This makes it easy to go by unnoticed.
Life comes with a mischievous genie attached.