Can different colours of paints mesh together and form a solid Renaissance painting by seeping and swaying in a teetering platform?
Will wood chip, splinter and scratch itself into a recognizable leonine features under the forces of a crumbling house?
Can a pen by chance inscribe beautiful calligraphy as it whirls endlessly about?
Can classical music arise from the discordant cacophany of hollering street vendors, haggling customers and bawling children?
Can a jigsaw puzzle solve itself as its pieces jolts and shudder in a moving world?
Let us look at this in a different perspective.
Can you paint a Renaissance art while standing on a platform balancing on the tip of a pinnacle?
Can you carve wood into a replica of a lion under the roof of a rocking house threatening to topple?
Can you scrawl beautiful calligraphy at a swirling desk that never ceases to twirl?
Can you compose a classical music, in a street buzzing with determined hawkers and haggling customers with their rowdy children?
Can you complete a jigsaw puzzle in a juddering horse cart?
Can the universe create You, You who are more complex and more precious than a painting, a wooden sculpture, calligraphy, classical music, or a jigsaw puzzle, by letting particles bump into each another through millions of years?
Perhaps. I think you are special, and not a random result of the Universe.