The human race is sick. We have an infection. An insufferable voice in the head, endlessly chattering away, which doesn't belong. A sickness made far worse by the fact that we identify with it; it never seems to stop so we think we are that voice. The voice constantly reinforces a fantasy – a neurotic image built on resentment and the need for social acceptance. All spiritual practice, from worship and prayer to meditation, chanting, charity work, yoga, martial arts, endeavors to simply cut through this voice and uncover, discover, recover the true, rational, energetic reality beneath.