No Separation

Space, time, distance...

And energy.

A place for things to be,

A time for things to be,

An expanse in which things can be,

And the movement of things that can be.

What separates me from you?

Not time; it may take time for my material, or rather, congealed-energy, body, to reach you...but it takes less than a second for my voice to reach you.

Not space or distance; my voice instantly reaches across them to you.

Not energy; I never tire of talking to you.

In a single instant, the full force of my love for you, flashes across the fabrics of the universe to you.

Nothing separates me from you.