China Bowl

humanity, III

You say that there are things bigger
things much bigger, so big that size loses meaning
things which kill you just to think of them
like you are watching the whole sky at once
a whole blue china bowl

But then when the sun sets I see the pink dust rise in the distance
the red rosy flare from the earth
and the flare is the spark from an inferno
and I see that we are the inferno
and the whole blue china bowl is swallowed by our heat
for our heat is the heat of fourteen billion eyes turned upward

You say that there are things bigger
things much bigger, so big that size loses meaning
and you call these things God
and I can only think of fourteen billion eyes
and I can only think that you are so big that your size loses meaning
and I can only think you are bigger than God
we are bigger than God
for we are the common people

the darkest hour is the brightest hour is
full of stars and diamonds and mother-of-pearl
and steel moon and black sea and wind of the void
which fills my ears with roaring silence
and the silence is so deafening that I am filled with pain and the pain is filled with me
because all I can do is look up
and be emptied into the blue china bowl which goes on forever
and I can never be emptied and I want to live like common people

when you call these things God
because you do not understand them
then I look at you and know you are bigger than God
and zero is the same as infinity and being empty is the same as being full
because there is nothing bigger than me and nothing is bigger than us
and the blue china bowl is full of nothing and my feet stand upon nothing
and my feet stand upon nothing because I stand upon myself
and I have no father for I am my own maker

and
nothing
made
me.


This poem was inspired by Harry's very unique Patronus, the thought which produced said Patronus, and the passion which produced the thought in Eliezer Yudkowsky's fanfiction "Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality".