My mother pointed out to me at a young age that man had a finite, or limited mind, as opposed to the infinite mind of our creator. We will never understand his realm, no matter what the “proof”, or the IQ of the inquisitor.
You want random, look in a dumpster. Our creator designed our world of beauty. I don’t know what other “proof” is required. Have faith!
"Nothing exists.
If something does exist, its nature is ultimately infinite and can not be understood.
Assuming something to exist, and that it could be understood, you could never explain it to someone else: there simply aren't enough words."
I can never remember which text it was from...possibly the Tattvarthadhigama Sutra.
You think a crack addic's world in Detroit is Beauty? If not, than no "proof".