Einstein's Last Journal Entry by Ronan S. Estoque, MA (December, 2005)

I am a failure. I am supposed to find a single equation that will connect and explain everything. An equation that will simplify everything. What I found is that my initial theory of e = mc2 is altogether wrong. With that silly theory, I have pointed the progress of intellect backward instead of pushing it forward. True, some discoveries will invariably be pointed to that equation; what I am afraid of is that with that theory- another consideration of an alternative perception was dismissed.

Time, which was supposed to be constant, became relative. Time became linear and along with it came parallel time (meaning alternative reality). For the time being, this is quite acceptable but another alternate concept must be considered. The trouble is that I lack time; I am now in my dying days. It is really quite ironic, I am trying to solve the mystery of time and yet, I am denied and frustrated. My work is nowhere near complete. I need more time! My much-publicized "unified field theory" still needs some validation to make it acceptable.

Let me spell it out clearly. My initial heuristic view is that time appears like a straight line, where the beginning is the past, the middle as the present time and other end as the future.

But what if I was to offer another alternative perspective. What if it is impossible to have a straight line as a linear model of time because time is constantly happening. There is no beginning and there is no end. Everything is happening simultaneously at once.

Now, I certainly know a lot of people who will argue this particular theory. Because if time is constantly happening then time travel would be impossible. One cannot possibly go back in time because there is no past. The past, the present, and the future are all intertwined that they are all dots trying to connect to each other.

The very fabric of time is no longer a mystery to me, with this particular perspective; I could now formulate a working mathematical equation to base all of my future work. But alas, I am dying; I simply do not have the luxury of time. I will leave this generation deprived of my discovery. What a sad irony. Here I am in my dying days finally discovering the very fabric of time and yet I myself is denied time. A fitting scenario, a doctor who discovered the vaccine for his own ailment but cannot use it because the disease has already consumed his body.

No matter, let me end this entry by saying that imagination is far more powerful than knowledge... Farewell my dear reader, farewell - your journey towards your own discovery will commence soon enough...