The nice thing about the other direction is that there is a finite horizon. Nothing is simply nothing. There’s no less about it – if you have nothing, you’ve arrived at a stability which can’t be denied. Gandhi wandered around with a stick and a bowl. It doesn’t get a whole lot simpler or more stable than that.

There’s something to be said for stability, for avoiding a world in which the just one more endless receeding horizon is there in your face every single day. I guess that’s why Eckhart Tolle resonates with so many people. He resonates with me, too, which – to be frank – is quite annoying as he’s dangerously edging towards the MBS section of Waterstone’s.

Here’s to simplicity, and the stability that comes with it.