"Hey, Ma. . . , Come quick! There's a guy who thinks the universe runs on logic!"
So, a speck of dust called a man, on a grain of sand called the earth, on an ovoid rock named The Milky Way, on an infinite beach termed The Universe, has taken it upon his own self to proclaim the logical fallacies of believing in anything beyond his understanding.
Kind of like an amoeba fancying itself the sum of all creation.
"What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour." Psalm 8:4-5
There is a mystery there, that it you were to glimpse even the smallest portion of it, you would be overwhelmed beyond speech.
Not too shabby, wouldn't you say?