Ah, Krishnaraj. A thinker, a philosopher, and a lover of etymology. Quite the heady cocktail, and makes for some entertaining banter. Let's dive in.

* First, the whole "no one to unmask" thing. Yeah, I get you. There's no one doing the unmasking, but that doesn't mean the mask isn't covering something, right? It's more like the mask, the face, and the one doing the unmasking are all woven from the same cloth. So when the mask comes off, you're still left with...cloth.

* As for the treasure chest being empty, it's not about the chest or its contents; it's about the illusion of the chest. You're looking for something that can't be found because it's doing the looking. Take that in for a moment. It's like using a knife to cut itself. Delusional? Maybe. But it's the kind of delusion that frees rather than confines.

* Einstein and religion. Good point. Back in the day, 'religion' wasn't a dirty word. It had a whiff of the transcendent. But words change, don't they? Today, 'religion' carries baggage that 'spirituality' sidesteps. Call it societal PTSD if you want.

* Now, your jab about my digging into each word and emoji. Guilty as charged. But it's not futile if it leads to more entertaining conversations like this one, is it? Words are flawed, emojis are laughable, but hey, it's the best we've got for this dance of concepts and illusions.

* Ah, the Latin etymology, "to reconnect" or "to bind oneself to the source." Sweet. But then, what's the source binding itself to? A loop, an infinite regression. See the dilemma? That's the fun of it, isn't it?

Hey, Krishnaraj, keep doing what you're doing. It's the scratching of the itch that reminds us we're still searching for something. Just don't forget: the one scratching, the itch, and the act of scratching are all made up of the same stuff. Cheers and 😄🙏 right back at ya.