Life (in its form as man’s mental reality) is in a constant state of self-correction;
this is something apart from any changes it may effect in him physically  --
it is an on going activity in his cultural affairs which men normally perceive as
conflict and confusion, but which is life engaged in continual self-correction.
Giving this activity a name  --  and particularly this name (self-correction)
is presumptuous (as is at heart, all naming) for no creature, a manifestation of life
can ever know life’s goals (if indeed it has any)
so calling what it is doing, self-correction, without knowing life’s intentions,
is not comprehensively valid  --  but, it does accurately reflect in words
what it is clearly struggling to do at all times: maintain an ever shifting,
upright balance sufficiently stable to stay viable in its present state,
(in other words): in man’s cultural affairs (those with no material substance)
there is never ending turmoil not experienced in any other area of his life;
it is not periodic, not episodic, but never ending.
When a man’s body becomes non fatally ill, it is temporary  --
he eventually rids himself of whatever it was and returns to his state of usual health,
but in the other large area of man’s life (his mentally based, incorporeal affairs,
such as: religion, politics, art, morality and justice)
his collective cultural body stays in what seems to be a ceaseless state of distemper;
no sooner is one ostensible social-problem solved than another takes it place;
one artistic/philosophical squabble is settled, and suddenly appears a new one;
an injustice is cured over-there  --  a new one pops up over-here.
If man’s body was subject to such an existence, everyone would be a physical wreck (even our inanimate planet could not withstand such a relentless condition),
but his cultural body thrives on it
(though ordinary minds see it as surviving in spite of it).

The organs and systems of man’s body operate endlessly due to the endless
drive to survive, but the organs and systems of man’s cultural body
have no such essential need to drive them, and in a sense what they do is:
drive the body by continually poking at one another --  pushing each other off balance so that the whole structure must constantly struggle to stay upright
by rocking from side to side to counteract the endless internal turmoil,
all of which produces an ambulatory momentum.

By endless squabbling does a large part of man’s reality survive.
From this perspective comes the description of life (via man’s consciousness)
being engaged in never ending, self-correction;
in the intangible world man perceives in his mind as a reality, everything extant
therein is continually in conflict with everything else of a similar design;
always are two religious factions; two political philosophies;
two schools of art, or two forms of social jurisprudence
in a life-and-death verbal struggle;
one day (one century), one faction wins; the next day, the other,
and so on without ever occurring, a conclusive end to the matter,
(and true throughout this non physical realm).

Once seen aright, all features of human life whose existence depends on words --
and not actions,
exist only by there being constant conflict regarding them,
(even more precisely): they exist only AS conflict.
Everything in the physical world of man’s body is settled:
lungs breathe air; hearts pump blood; livers do clean up,
and none involved contend the arrangement with the others;
the working of this vivas machina has been firmly fixed, and that is the end of it,
but nothing in the non physical world of man’s cultural body is fixed and settled  --  everything is in constant flux and dispute;
life has ordinary men’s minds professing belief that it can be otherwise and indeed causes the illusion of them making meaningful efforts to accomplish same  --
but it is a neural/verbal trompe l'oeil (in this instance, of the eye spelled, “I”).
Like a cat fascinated by the movements of a squirrel while ignoring the fixed tree,
the only thing that keeps man’s mind interested in the sundry intangible matters
his mind has created and placed in its wholly invented other reality,
IS their constant movement  --  movement caused solely BY his interest therein;
The idea of The Holy Grail would not have survived
without a dispute having arisen regarding what it is,
and Lancelot cannot be believed to have existed unless there are those to deny it;
no matter the patent fantasy of the story (such as the Hero’s resurrection from death)
if it has sufficient opposition which labels it fallacious (not correct)
it can become a permanent part of man’s intangible, second reality,
staying viable by way of the back and forth controversy it has produced, which seems to make life try to settle same via an ongoing attempt at self-correction,
putting into ordinary men’s minds the sensation that all of the many
intangible matters in dispute will one day be settled;
they never have been  --  they never will be (not in normally wired minds) –
only a man who catches on to what is going on ever sees this matter for what it is.
Ordinary men are made to eternally wrangle over nothing  --
over things that simply do not exist  --  except by-way-of, and IN their wrangling.
 
 

Before the certain man will consider a new potential acquisition it must have a tag saying:
“COMPLETE assembly required.”