Fifth gleam: One pen is enough to write a book by hand. To print it, however, hundreds of metal “pens” must be arranged for each page. Further, if most of the book is to be inscribed in an extremely fine script within certain letters, as Sura Ya Sin can (and has been) written within the initial two letters of Ya and Sin, smaller “pens” are necessary. In the same way, if you accept that this Book of the Universe belongs to the One Who has written it with His Power’s Pen, you follow a way so easy as to be necessary and inevitable. But if you attribute it to causality or nature, you follow a way so hard as to be impossible, and so riddled with superstition that even a most fanciful mind could not accept it.

Claiming that nature is self‑created means that each soil atom, water drop, and air molecule contains millions of printing machines and innumerable “immaterial factories” [to substitute for Destiny in determining the lives of all things in nature], so that nature could originate all flowering and fruit‑bearing plants [and govern their lives]. Or else there should be an all‑encompassing knowledge and a power able to do everything in each air, water, and soil atom so that nature really could create itself.

Most plants can grow in any soil if there is enough water and air. But their formation and structure is so systematic, balanced and well‑ordered, and their forms are so unique, that a specific factory or “printing machine” would be necessary for each one. To create itself, therefore, nature would need a specific “machine” to create each item. It is very hard to find people who accept such a superstition.

In short, every letter of a book points to itself only to the extent of being a letter and to only one aspect of its existence and meaning. However, it describes its writer and shows him in many ways—for example: “The one who wrote me has fine penmanship. His pen is red.” In the same way, each letter of this vast Book of the Universe points to itself to the extent of its size and form, but describes the Eternal Designer’s Names as elaborately as an ode, testifies to Him, and points to His Names with its “index fingers” (its qualities). Thus nobody, not even foolish Sophists who deny themselves and the universe, can deny the All‑Majestic Maker.