Every special interest is a kind of vanity, something to build a sense of identity around. While you are happily pursuing your special interest it frequently happens that you find yourself following n with some something entirely different, some other line has taken over the front stage and you are forced to snap it off and return to the other. You manage your mind. Anything that can be switched on and switched off is more or less artificial. What is needed is the thought, the inquiry that is concealed beneath every ongoing state equally, that involved no deliberation, has no identity, cannot be managed. All foreground effects are transitory, only the background can dispense with this.