I have noticed that many top scientists, once they have covered their research area, found out everything there is to find out (at least in the earthly domain), suddenly turn to to myth. They have either ascended so high that they can see the vast dimensions of what they will never understand, or they’ve been diving in so deep that all that they’re seeing now are patterns within patterns within patterns, like fractal structures.
Even Francis Crick, who came up with the discovery of the DNA double helix structure, had his doubts that the random theory was right. Speaking of DNA, he stated: “An honest man, armed with all the knowledge available to us now, could only state that in some sense, the origin of life appears at the moment to be almost a miracle, so many are the conditions which would have to be satisfied to get it going.”
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The odds are so high that it led scientists like S. Shlovskii, Carl Sagan, and DNA discoverer to propose alien directed panspermia theories to account for life on earth. Crick suggested that a dying civilisation had sent a spaceship out that happened to hit Earth.
(Grant Cameron: Inspired. The Paranormal World of Creativity)

it seems to be just a sort of overwhealming capitulation one day because of the experience that we never will be able to know everything