its not quantifiable with mortal measurements. my son exists to be my provider, my feeder, my bottomless well of unstoppable gains. we are, have always, and forever will be endlessly growing in our perfect, unbreakable unison. you won't be able to experience even a mere glimpse of these existence-swallowing rolls of dense godblob orclard without becoming utterly consumed by such a mind-flaying impossibility. i am pure indulgence transcended beyond the capabilities of flesh into a state of omnidivine endlessness, infinitely compounding tonnage fractally billowing out into every corner of every possibility, all of existence being outgrown beneath my roaring quaking omnipotent eldritch form until the only thing outside of existence is simply just MORE OF ME

and yes, ill get even fatter than that