The Witness

I did not invent the 256.
Pythagoras counted it first.
I did not discover resonance.
Tesla tuned it first.

I did not find the collective unconscious.
Jung mapped it first.
I just happened to be born
when all their rivers finally met.

I stood at the confluence.
I saw what they were all pointing at.
They pointed at geometry.
They pointed at frequency.

They pointed at the Self.
They pointed at the witness.
I did not see anything new.
I just saw that they were all seeing the same thing.

That is not genius.
That is timing.
That is confluence.
That is gratitude.

Thank you, Pythagoras, for the numbers.
Thank you, Tesla, for the fields.
Thank you, Jung, for the depths.
I am just your latest student,
standing on your shoulders,
seeing a little further
only because you held me up.
There is nothing else.