" The play was an attempt to unify the forces of nature into a single theory, that of the Whole, but it was not the prologue that puzzled me, but Stephen's epitaph was the formula for entropy of black holes.
SBH =1/4(c2k)/(4hG)A
Who would put a formula on his grave? Instead of a familiar phrase, a verse, or a dedication.
I was shocked by the argument and so I set out to develop a hypothesis of fact. I had to argue that this formula was more than an engraving in a pantheon, but a hidden message from someone with an overflowing IQ and an eccentric way of thinking. I felt that there was something more to that combination of letters and numbers. I raised it from the beginning of my reading. It could be a key, an orientation, a location, for someone who believed space-time had several dimensions. Perhaps it was a message for the future. "
" Year 2005
I never imagined that I would care so much about February 15, however, the first years together served as a reference to never forget that date. I always looked forward to it and it ended up becoming the most special day of my life.
We lived in the same city, Coatzacoalcos, in the state of Veracruz, south of the Gulf of Mexico, where even the waves of the sea are warm throughout the year. We had never met in a small municipality.
That Sunday in February was no exception. The rays of the sun announced spring. The hangover from celebrating "Valentine's Day" the previous Saturday had left me exhausted.
But I could not miss my highest duty as a Catholic, attend midday mass. I had a hydrating drink in a jiffy to make up for lost fluids and keep my mouth dry. "
" I just wanted you to know,
before I lose you again,
that you will always be in my dreams, take them with you wherever you go.
The dreams of a life with you are always,
those of knowing every corner of the world with you my mind will never be anywhere else
I give you my whole life
until the moment that God decides
From the first ray of light
until the last of the afternoon
You will stay forever
I will never lose you from my sight, from my body You will be in every cubic millimeter of air circulate through my lungs
In every milliliter through my veins,
you will be part of me
every day, every moment.
Forgive me for blinking a second and lose you ,At that moment I died too.
00:00:59 "
ï»ï»" ï»We are souls. It is a universally known truth. We have always accepted that premise seen from any religion, although no one has proven it. No one has scientific evidence of the existence of the soul.
That abstract entity is considered the essence of each person, of which there is not even a consensus of probable existence or definition. It is only believed to give meaning to our lives. It seems to be something deeper than thought, emotion, or feeling. The soul is usually located between the body and the mind. The mind was the intangible result of what the brain, physically called neurons, and body could create. Many authors attributed the characteristics of the soul to the mind. There were so many things to understand: mind, brain, feelings, thoughts, emotions, and to all this add the material part, universe, atoms, relativity, gravity, temperature, space, time. It made me anxious to think about so many things and even more that I didn't know about it.
Nor was I clear what the correct conceptual sedition of the soul was, and so I explorative decided to obtain some information to give a little scientific rigor to my research, but not consulting experts, but with ordinary human beings. "
