I'm drowning deeper in a sea of intelligence. The waves are sinking me deeper into the black abyss, known as myself conscious. There's air above me but, I cant grasp it. It's teasing me. At this point I know I shall die. But when? As I observe back, I hear the comments that placed me in this dire aspect. No one to aid me, to pull me out of the hole that I chose to be submersed in. To establish myself, to demonstrate my intelligence. I sacrificed my family, friends, and love. I'm all alone. My goal will be my death. I secluded my self from civilization. Placed in a house with no windows to answer life's great questions. With no human reaction. Nothing. But sadly, I did answer those f*****g questions. I'm suffocating in a puddle of bleakness. All this thought-all this time! For what? To prove myself. No one to even share my calculations with. Perhaps, the concept of being alone did away with me. Too late now, vision getting dizzy. All I have is my dusky mind that wanted me to preform this experiment. “I hate you” I yelled at myself. I said it once, but it seems to last forever. Echoing in my empty mind. I hate you. As I drew my concluding breath, I stare at the beam of light that flowed out of the chunk of ply wood that I embed up. I hate you.