The universe positively crackles with creativity.  What's underneath--on one end of the spectrum, intelligence, with blind forces and particles on the other.   Physics dictates the impossibility of perpetual motion, but the Universe feels pretty much like a perpetual motion machine, with a rediculous scant number of physical forces accounting for the Great Ongoing Unfolding of Everything.

I can accept that from these basic motivating forces everything comes.   What is impossible for me to conceptualize is what "wound up" those forces.  Where does gravity come from?  

This lends itself to a degree of uncertainty in my aetheism.