But that's not accurate, is it? I have those who are spiritually quite close to me. It's the physical distance, isn't it, which clouds recognition and breeds amnesia. That horrible phantom which has extended its shadow over our souls ever since we took our first steps into the ocean of abstracted thought: Physical distance. That banshee that outlasts every reckoning, the first and last obstacle for the living, more resilient than death and broader than time: Physical distance.