GR translation: a sacrament of hands in every last turn each hand must produce

[alice wellintown]

Yes. Of course. And, Slothrop, because his Unmoved Mover, what some
might translate as "Active Intellect", is paranoid, is broken into
scatterbrained fragments alienated, contemplation, or relection on the
mind thinking, disturbs the causes four. So what can he do? Embrace
the flow. The flux of Emerson. That is, of course, the orphic song.
Play that harp till your lips bleed, son. Nature don't know...nothing;
she just be.


> Or maybe the hands (again) are the hands guiding Slothrop's destiny.  He's
> not living in a normal sort of to-be-determined world, but rather in an
> already-determined one.  It's all plotted out in advance.  It's up to the
> Hands to guide Slothrop's destiny through to the right conclusion.