It began with a flood of bright gold. A thick, flowing river, fluctuating as mercury, stretching from infinity to infinity. But though the river glowed, it had nothing to glow upon.
The Higher white light brought billions of orbs splashing forth from the river, each one a basic piece of matter, each one a color intended to reflect the river's light. Some sailed lazily through space, while others sped off into the inscrutable distance. There were orbs in a state of stasis, and orbs that moved with great volatility, ricocheting off of empty air, but any orbs were liable to switch from one state to the other. Some orbs blinked out of existence, only to later decide that they would reappear, and some orbs would never think of jumping away from the void. Some orbs were gone and present at the same time, disregarding some nonexistent principle of mutual exclusion.
All told, their movement was arbitrary. It followed no laws, was governed by no reason. White light spat from the Higher Place to touch all of the orbs, and immediately their movements adopted a consistent location and velocity. The dark void had turned to gold-lit diversion of ceaselessly moving colors. The spectacle was grand.
But, there were none to view it. Higher white lights descended to forge more, to build an infinite catalogue of organisms and objects from the golden lifeblood of the lower place.
The lower place was jumbled and confused. The rules instilled in movement held true, but now the movement was incessant instead of ceaseless. Golden moments flowed by before Higher activity resumed, sweeping the excess mess to another lower place, and another, and another, and infinitely more. Now the lower places all were organized again. Some places were thoroughly consistent, dark, thick, and rich, while other places were whimsical and varied. Some places had been stripped of movement rules, and some places had had more rules put in place.
The only thing constant among all the places was the infinite river, stretching from infinity to infinity.
The organization dissipated when objects flowed from one place to the next through that same river. An ensuing Higher anger accidentally overflowed into the consistent, dark, thick, and rich world to make it malicious as well. A Higher ray of light shone to kill the river, but when a bit of the river broke, the ray shattered as well. No action was taken on the river for a moment. Then, in a Higher place, a new decision was reached. The river would be shrunk away from infinite, to a shape as small as an orb, but no! The river could not stretch to a length any less.
Another thousand moments, and the Higher light gingerly formed the river into a small circle. The river was an infinite shape still, so the ray felt no recoil.
The places grew under Higher rules, and to prevent the mess from going from one place to another, the golden circle was hidden in each place. This way, most of the mess stayed where it was supposed to stay, and the lower places all were free to be acted on by a Higher place.
One such lower place captured Higher interest. Its organisms grew in a manner later dubbed evolution, and despite its obedience of the Higher laws, it became just as varied and complex as the lawless places. An organism and its family rooted to the ground and strove to touch the sky, drawing life from the sun, turning carbon to oxygen. The golden circle had been hidden in the center of this organism, just one of many thousands of rings.
A being from a dark world came through the circle. It was not moved back - this would have been suspicious.
The organism housing the circle was burned, along with its family, to white ash. This was mess, and undesirable to Higher eyes. But interference was even less desirable at this point. There must be no anomalies.
Ten thousand years later, some preacher unknowingly built a church over the circle.