Turtles down
If I had to write a creation story, it would go like this:
In the beginning God made the laws of physics and logic.
On the second day he shaped energy into the resonance patterns we call atoms, and set up a physical universe.
On the third day he made DNA and wrote into DNA the
complete blueprint for all possible types of life.
On the fourth day he breathed negative feedback into the world, turned DNA loose and let life develop using DNA and closed-loop control systems.
On the fifth day he saw that humans had developed, and that humans had immediately started to fuck up.
On the sixth day he gave humans a series of teachers: Moses, Jesus, Mohammed, Schütz, and Bach.
On July 28, 1750 Bach died.
On July 29, 1750 God cleaned out his desk and left a note: "I gave you Moses, Jesus, Mohammed, Schütz, and finally Bach. I can't do any better, and you still haven't learned shit. Bye-bye, assholes, I'm outta here."