The Seeker Son, do you know what this is? I dunno. Well, it’s a pit How could anything be so perfect as a plum pit? Or any seed? Think about pomegranates and garnets, and grains of sand, and numbers. Think about the unchanging numbers that make up this universe, such as the mass of a proton, the charge of an electron, or the strength of gravity. If there were the tiniest deviation in the balance of  these unchanging numbers, then atoms would not hold together, stars would not burn, life would never have appeared. No seeds no stars no you. So, what do you think about that? I dunno.      Can I go now?           Perihelion, 2004