There can be no love without difference.
“Lord, Pherecydes also says the world was composed of opposites.”
There can be no love without difference, no harmony or balance without opposing items or forces, no magnetism without the magnet and its object, and so on.
Mystic merging is not quite right. You (people) need to live out your lives in relation to, in concert with Me, but it would serve no purpose, karmic or otherwise, for you to get lost in Me, like a drop of water in the sea.
I knew that I wanted to love Abigail, not to merge into her, or to have her merge into me. There is not just unity, but creative tension as well.