The old machine had to be forced repeatedly back on course. The new machine seems to have no course -- or rather, it naturally returns to stillness or movement, following some unknown course.
What made the old machine move? Brute force of animal desire, mostly. A team of emotional oxen, sweating and groaning, suffering in their cruel harnesses of lust, fear, envy, greed, and vanity. The oxen are still there, but (at least for now) they rest.
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