There is no distance between us. No false veil of time or space may intervene. We are coterminous. We are a tapestry of vortessence. It is the same for you if only you would see it. How many are there in you? Whose hopes and dreams do you encompass? Could you see the eyes inside your own, the minds in your mind, you would see how much we share. We are you, Freeman. And you are us. Gallum galla gilla ma.