Strangely, the first thing one finds within the heavy-lidded trunk called the Theory of Evolution-- which is modern man’s latest attempt to extricate himself from principles of morality--are principles. Just like the first thing one finds within man’s theory of anything—from God to golf swings, or from public education to public toilets—are principles. Yet even stranger than finding them first, or finding them in every possible corner of the cosmos into which man peeks, is finding that they are quite similar to everyone else's.
For example, Evolution claims the very first principle of Nature is: “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” Followed closely by, “Never give up!” Which are also the very first principles of schoolmarms and Boy Scouts. So for a thing supposedly birthed from pure nothingness, Nature was born with a remarkably rigid and clear worldview, as if accidentally born, not with a random assortment of energies and forces in its bosom, but with a rigid and shining spoon of silver principles in its mouth. Which also means, despite the most nihilistic naturalist’s dream, the Theory of Evolution is nothing more or less than a theory of morality, or more accurately, is morality; a magical gift bestowed, not at the end, as an epiphenomenon of existence, but rather, by definition and inescapably, at its birth, as the primary principle of life.