A vision of the end of the world on the aeroplane to Arlanda: British Airways' GPS screen just showing a blue screen with NORTH SEA in the middle of it; and outside only clouds, so all that could be seen was a bright featureless luminous whiteness, cutting the world inside the fuselage off completely from the world outside it. Maybe the end will come as an all-pervading luminous mist, thicker and thicker, dividing everything from everything else until one is alone; and then dividing oneself from oneself, part by part, in reducing awareness until there is no self left to experience, and no world left outside for it to experience either.