The Schematic of All Things

Schematic of All Things by Philip Scott Wikel

I think myself not superior,

but apart,

or better,

and at the same time,

a part.

I think of the things I do as not greater,

but lesser,

at least,

of less apparent impact.

I will not shine in your eyes erudition

on the subject

but instead give you a dim view.

And it’s the you of this that must be figured,

you figure,

and I’ll do the same and am doing the same.

because the definitions are that grey;

the sea joins the sky on a day heavy with fog,

that we must do so together.

The sun in myself on you and the apparent them,

What first they are not,

what you are not,

and then what I most certainly am;

the I being you as you become the eye in this and not superior,

but apart,

or better,

and at the same time

a part.

And then as a part of the greater,

or the higher,

reaching down to perform the lesser,

or less apparent,

the minute,

the trivial task that strikes like flint,

the power fed feeds.

I,

or now you,

won’t speak in specifics.

I,

or you,

and finally we,

will not give logistics or diagramatic signs of the specific.

Specificity dims the impact of the metaphor,

(the intellectuospiritual machine)

in which to plug the act,

the response,

the thought,

or the feeling,

and then just push “play.”