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Segment 1: A Singularity
Evolutionary scientists theorize that the whole universe was created by a series of interconnected events over millions of years. According to theory, the first of these events caused an inevitable chain reaction that would inevitably cause the completion of human kind. In other words, one solitary random occurrence set something in motion, and because the first thing happened, everything had no choice but to happen. That first event is called a singularity. There are theories about singularities almost as proliferant as the many scienses that profess them.
In the Terminator Movie series, as well as the new TV show "The Sarah Connor Chronicles", the charachters fight to prevent a Technological signularity: one event that will casue a chain of events, bringing about a compter system that will destroy the world. Stop the Singularity, Stop the chain of events.
I believe life is a combination of Sigularities, signle desisions that begin chain reactions of events that shape the course of our lives. It is throug these singularitites theat God shows us how intimately he knows us. I could go into some length explaining how the idea of a singularity fits in with the Destiny vs. free will debates, but thats not somehitng i choose to go into.
As much (or little) sence as the idea of a singularity makes, there are a few issues that have to be faced. For example, even a sigularity has circumstances. Even a little event that casues a chain has to be caused itself. No desicion is independant, and relies on make choices made before. So this begs the question; can a singularity actualy exist if it relies on other choices. I suppose the difference between a solitary event casued by situation and a singularity, si that while bothe rely on previous desicions, a singularity will determine the outcome of the events and choices that follow it.
All of that to bring up the question; It there one event or choice that can define a persons life? I knwo the Church kids will say its coming to Christ, but being realistic, after that desision, a person can still do dumb things and mess up their life. There are major desisions that change things, of course. Lets look at someitng more speifically say a person is on a bad path in life that they cannot get off. Is that person on that path becasue of a single choice made long ago that doomed them to walk this path? Again we are venturing near the free will debate
Let us contemplate this for ourselves. If a person could trace theri life, the way things are, back to a single, root cause desision, a singularity, what would they think of thet desision? If we think of every moment as a a singularity, sending us down a road that cannot be avoided, would we take them differently?

Segment 2: Downswing
While I am able to remember faces of nearly everyone I see, my personality of the past few years makes the likelihood of people knowing me in return slim. Its an unsusual situation. Generally my personality doesnt lead me towards being an oberver, but on the other hand I dont find myself mixing with alot of the cliques that invarriably form. I'm a people person of a sort. I crace social interaction, but i dont seem to stay within a social circle or gorup for vary long. Alot of people know me, but I wouldnt say im in their clique.
I was talking to another freind of mine who doesnt find herself being as exclusive in her friendships. However she is on the opposite end of the clique jumper spectrum. She finds that she doenst see the clicques as much bet only becasue she is generally accepted into all of them, where I dont feel as I really belong to any group of friends. The difference is in temrtament.
I've realized that the past few years ahve seen me become alot harder and darker in my social temprament. I'm ot exactly sure as to the root casue of this change in social outlook, but it has become an irrevocable part of my personality. I am the "dark outsider" alot of people know who i am, but they dont know what to make of me, so while they consider me a friend and i consider them one, i dont form a part of their circle. Then there are those, like some from my old church, the either wont acknowledge that they know me, or dont like me.
I ave realized, that why the situation i am in socially is awkward, it doesnt bother me. As unnatural as it is to me and my personaity to be separated from people this way, I find myself actually liking the social interaction i have. I enjoy the reverse social action in a way that I dont really get. Perhaps its just that I get so little interaction, that even the shallow, disjointed interaction that I get is enough of an emotional upswing.
Therein lies another issue: The Upswing. My emotions and even my physical wellbeing is connected to my social contentment. Wen i go to events liek the Davis's Harvest Party, or the Demass's Events, and even SSI, it creates an emotional upswing in how much I enjoy being around people I at least get along with. The Downside to that is spesifically that: the down. An emotional upswing will inevitably produce an emotional downswing.

Segment 3: Character Introduction: Jason and Dannielle
As soon as he saw his sister’s face, Jason realized how little he had seen or heard form his sister since they came here. As she looked at him guilt welled up in he chest. “Hey, Day.”
Day shyly smiled. “Can I come in?”
“Yeah,” Jason moved over to make more room to sit on his bed. “What’s up, Day?” He asked as she sat down next to him.
“Nothing," Her voice was quiet, and touched Jason deep in his chest, the same as it always had, "I just feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever.”
“Yes,” Jason agreed, regret filling his throat. “We have done a grand job of being to preoccupied to be a family, haven’t we?”
She nodded.
Jason put his arm around Day’s shoulder. “We’ll have to try harder at that.”
“Well, I understand why we haven’t talked a lot." Her voice was sincere, but obviously she wasn't happy about it. "You’ve been busy. You’ve spent a lot more time with Regimund lately. And then there’s your work with Leon in the forge. There’s Anna too. I can tell you have feelings for her.”
Jason was shocked and slightly embarrassed as his sister’s insight. Aaron was bad enough, but his own little sister. That was too annoying. He smiled anyway. “What makes you think that?”
“Come on, Jason. It was obvious you felt something from the first moment you saw her. You do well at hiding it but I can read your mind. I’ll bet she’s on your mind a lot to.”
Jason smiled to himself. He had to admit his sister read him better than he gave her credit for. “You may be right. But nothing will ever come of it. She could never feel the same.”
“Why not?" Day looked into his eyes deeply. "She isn't very different from how I was after Dad and Kerr...” her voice throbbed for a moment when she said their brother's name. "Except she doesn't have a brother. Whether you are meant to act on you feelings for her, or not, she does need someone to be close to her. Its not something to be explained simply. Its a woman thing."
Jason laughed lightly. "I have been having the same thoughts. And its not so much a woman thing, I don't think," a little distance came into Jason's eyes as he looked at the floor. "Its more of a pain thing. Kari has the same... problem. For a while I was worried about my proximity to her, but since Aaron came thats been a little easier."
Day listened silently, leaning against her brother and eventually settling down into his chest. She looked a bit worried for a second. "You know. This isn't actually what I came here to talk about." She hesitated, rolling her next words around in her mouth. "I just wanted to remind you... I just didn't want you to forget"
"Your birthday next week," Jason finished smiling and filling the tiniest bit proud.
Day giggled and wormed her way out of his arms. "Don't you dare forget." She she said with a smile before darting through the door.


Segment 4: Heroes
Stare in wonder, who's here to bring you down?
Find your martyr, I'm sure you've made the crown
So light a fire under my bones, so when
I die for you, at least I'll die alone

Ain't nothing for me to end up like this
There's no comparing me this time

All my heroes have now become ghosts
Sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most
All my heroes are dead and gone
But they're inside of me, they still live on

Dark devotion in a beacon paradise
Shows no emotion to a willing sacrifice
You can put a man on trial, but you can't make the guilty pay
And you can cage an animal, but you can't take away the rage

Ain't nothing for me to end up like this
There's no comparing me this time

All my heroes have now become ghosts
Sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most
All my heroes are dead and gone
But they're inside of me, they still live on

All my heroes have now become ghosts
Sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most
All my heroes are dead and gone
But they're inside of me, they still live on
They're all dead and gone