You’re by this time noticing that things are left unnamed so that the idea, the symbol, is what is addressed.
You’re noticing that “time” is a theme, and it is elastic. That music is connected to an unconscious, amorphous knowledge.
Chapter five is a sort of legend of the Founder — and chapter six delivers a punch!
Read quickly and loosely.
“All it takes to get along in this here man’s town is a little shit, grit and mother-wit.”