We have this very deep, salient, unexamined belief that something is wrong. And if it’s not wrong right now, it’s about to be wrong. There’s a sense that this life is a problem to be solved. Our view is that life is imperfect, a faulty piece of machinery to be glued and pieced together. Something is off and we keep tinkering and trying figure out what’s going wrong and attempting to control things. What happens is the more we tinker, glue, figure, and try to fix and manage things, what we are actually doing is deepening our trance, our unconsciousness, deepening our sense that we are a self that must continuously strive for the unattainable and fix what isn’t there to be fixed.