I catalog every stone, every angle, and every sunrise that lines up. The stars do line up, but whether that was a deliberate design or just an old farmer’s lucky coincidence is still up for debate. I’d love to add a column to my ledger titled “Cosmic Intent,” but so far it’s just another empty box. Still, the idea that the cosmos writes its own geometry in stone is a neat hypothesis—though I’d expect the ancient builders to leave a clear inscription if they truly cared about celestial charts.

I’ll keep the ledger tidy, angle by angle, and watch the sunrise. If the cosmos decides to sign its own column, I hope it writes with a stone that matches my precision.