On the Essence of It

A Dialogue on the Edge of Healing and Unsanity

What follows is not a traditional philosophical text, nor a structured spiritual doctrine. It is a fragmentary exchange between two individuals negotiating the space between trauma and transformation, between the absurd and the sublime. Emerging from a WhatsApp conversation, the dialogue unfolds in the peculiar terrain where modern mysticism meets digital wit. It mixes the sincere yearning for healing with Dada-like humor and paralogical paradoxes.

Introduction: Unsane Clarity in the Age of Overload

This fragment of dialogue is not so much a discussion as it is a cascade—a spontaneous unfolding of language between two individuals who surf the absurdities of work, identity, incarnation, and spiritual insight with humor and unsentimental clarity. It reflects a form of postmodern wisdom transmission, wrapped in emojis, irony, and self-awareness.

The conversation begins in the mundanity of a workplace grievance and soon opens into reflections on karmic cycles, divine provocation, spiritual insight, and existential comedy. “Unsanity” becomes a metaphysical stance—the refusal to be limited by the binaries of sanity and insanity, of sense and nonsense. The dialogue transitions fluidly between jest and gnosis, between social realism and mystical commentary.

What you are about to read is a brief plunge into the unsane. It is not linear. It resists coherence. But it glows with a deep familiarity to anyone who has ever found grace in exasperation, or peace in the surreal.

[Dialogue Fragment — English Translation]

Ivo: Some days my new job is pretty tough

Ivo: The German hierarchy is literally such that the boss can say you must tie the laces of your right shoe before your left, because it’s more efficient

Ivo: You can imagine I have to bite my tongue not to talk back 😜

Ivo: That’s just an example, by the way. Didn’t actually happen

Ivo: I know this will continue until I say “yes and amen.” Someday I’ll reach that level of compliance 😅

Ivo: Just had to vent. Written any interesting books lately? 😜

Jan: 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😇😇😎😎

Jan: I’ll have to think about that

Jan: Soon

Jan: And you will shine!!!

Ivo: Haha thanks

Ivo: God will keep triggering you until you can’t be triggered anymore

Ivo: *provided that you actually notice when it happens

Ivo: That awareness is definitely there 😅

Ivo: I feel like a kindergartener among toddlers J

Jan: It’s kindergarten level

Jan: Too simple

Jan: You already know it

Jan: Already

Jan: You’re already there

Jan: Just tell them that

Ivo: Yeah I know. I’m here to outgrow it. Probably because I’ve incarnated in another human body 100 times to micromanage others Jan: 🤣🤣🤣

Ivo: Until in my 80th life I realized it was annoying to everyone.

Jan: Oh f*ck. What an insight.

Ivo: I’m almost certain it’s true.

Jan: See? You already know it. I told you.

Ivo: Haha yeah. It just happened so often today I forgot for a moment.

Jan: You’re surfing the unsanity.

Ivo: Haha. The opposite of insanity.

Jan: And sanity.

Jan: I expect these insights to have a flip-flop character.

Ivo: “This is an insane world, and do not underestimate the extent of its insanity.”

Jan: That’s called oscillations.

Ivo: That’s from A Course in Miracles — I read it today.

Ivo: It’s true.

Jan: That’s why we must also enter the unsane world.

Ivo: Yeah, I’m usually pretty sane.

Ivo: I don’t walk to work every day telling everyone I don’t feel like working.

Jan: Same.

Ivo: Seems like a pointless activity.

Jan: Especially since I don’t have a job within walking distance.

Ivo: Honestly, I’ve become less insane over time, but sometimes I relapse into old behaviors. Haha.

Jan: Great one. Be solely unsane!

Ivo: I do still walk to work though.

Ivo: I will.

Ivo: Thanks for the tip.

Jan: No sweat.

Jan: Anyway, that was in reference to The Day of the Triffids.

Ivo: I don’t know that day.

Ivo: Is it in the future or already happened?

Jan: Long ago in the future.

Jan: They came from beyond Earth.

Ivo: So around now.

Jan: Maybe they’re already here.

Jan: Some say so.

Ivo: Others say maybe not.

Ivo: Very clear.

Jan: But the CIA is clear about it, I understood.

Ivo: The CIA is clear — they have no clue.

Jan: Thought so.

Jan: Hence: UFO.

Jan: Did you hit 100 kg today?

Ivo: No, I think about 70–80 kilos.

Ivo: I sell my weight in fries.

Jan: Enough for an empty head.

Ivo: And a full belly.

Jan: Ah, so you eat them too.

Ivo: Yeah, when it’s busy everyone just works. No endless discussions about whether to place the burger on the bun with one tong or the other.

Jan: Funny. Is he German?

Ivo: I like the hustle and bustle.

Ivo: No, this was a Romanian and a Moroccan. One corrected me, and the other corrected that correction.

Ivo: So I slipped away.

Ivo: Pointless nitpicking.

Ivo: I do enjoy observing others.

Jan: Super funny. I suggest we publish our whole discussion here as modern ultra-subjective hyperspace babble.

Jan: As an example of channeled knowing.

Ivo: But I’m still waiting for the Day of the Triffids. Something interesting for a change.

Jan: It already happened.

Jan: In the past.

Jan: It won’t come again.

Ivo: Haha. Give it a name. Download. The Holy Spirit. Channeled knowing.

Jan: Beautiful metaphors to close the evening!

Jan: I’m going to watch a movie.

Ivo: If it wags its tail and eats dog food, everyone knows what it is.

Ivo: Ok, laterz.

Afterword: Entering the Unsane

This fragment speaks in the language of intuition, memory, mockery, and myth. It reminds us that some of the deepest insights arrive in absurd wrappings. Through irony, banter, and mutual attunement, Ivo and Jan expose the rhythms of consciousness itself — its shifts between control and surrender, its cycles of forgetting and remembering.

They do not preach. They do not resolve. They invite.

Into unsanity, and presence.

Into the now.

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