The Singularity as a descriptive term has been used throughout science in (e.g.) the following contexts:


​The point in time where technology overtakes civilisation  ​https://singularityhub.com 
A University  https://su.org/ 
The centre of a black hole www.physicsoftheuniverse.com 
The Stargate (my favourite) :) Stargate_(device) 
The Individual ​https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/singularity 

The last one, topping the list in dictionary definitions, is of major interest here, for we are searching our singularity as we go through life - recently my own quest has come up against some interesting factors in other quests, hence the creation of this post.

The premise of Quantumology takes the cutting edge of science and applies the Occam's razor it provides to the swathe of human conditions, paring the fuzzy, energetic mass of singular characteristics into a shape that makes sense of who we are. As individuals, of course, there is always the challenge of individualism in terms of speed and position, which the Uncertainty Principle certainly takes care of. However, one of the factors to come to light in recent times is the existence of a form which provides a mirror surface in which to view yourself. This form is known as 'twinflame' and its importance hasn't finished with me yet. The end of its era is getting closer, mind you, so I'm looking forward to eventual spaghettification.

Twinflame relationships are widely exposed on Facebook groups and you can find a reasonably unfluffy definition here. 
Although I didn't get to assimilate the real-time existence of my 35-year old TF relationship until relatively recently, it does make sense that at some point in time, you get to assimilate the kind of information that you just can't do without. You get to determine what it is that's made you veer off in certain directions through life and what kind of fuel was behind the trajectory. How you discover this information is of course up to you, or down to you, depending on which quark you're talking to at the time, and I'm not suggesting that TF is the only way to gain it, not by a long way. No single thing, event or person defines the shape of our existence. Everyone has their own track to follow and everyone has varying views on whether we follow it, or it follows us. (Free will creates a lot of conflicting concepts and I'm not at all sure it applies to the greater definition of reality.) In singular form, we might feel as if we have free will, but in the scope of bigger pictures it seems unlikely that we choose the course of history any more than we choose the mechanics of the solar system.

Your quarks (and mine) are changing all the time from one pattern to another, shifting their existence according to - what? We have no idea of the force behind oscillation, no clue as to what drives it or why it happens as it does. We know, however, that we feel different things at different times and as we go through the events of life, we grow and develop our own perception of a truth that makes sense to us, we find ourselves leaning towards a suitable belief system and we come to rely on the most reliable of concepts according to their relevance. A concept relevant to one person is rubbish to another.
​For example, here is the classical description of oscillation, the back and forth movement of a standard current or waveform. And here is Fermilab's description of neutrino/quark oscillation "for the public", as they put it (which is way more easily digestible than this one.) 

You'll see from the two definitions that they are describing almost the same phenomenon, but not quite. For classical oscillation takes place on a times-two basis, that is to say, up and down or side to side, while quantum oscillation has three phases to choose from in both neutrino and quark applications. This means that you can't predict what state you're going to be in next, although the likelihood is that it will have something to do with your state of mind at the time. Unlike a swing, when you can predict that if it is up then it will come down in a minute before it goes up again, with the fundamental building blocks of existence you have no such predictable parameter to follow. A charm quark is not necessarily going to become a truth quark (I can't be doing with the "top" and "bottom" cop-out sh*t that physicists dreamed up to get them out of the original quark namings which clearly came from baseline intuition) and a muon neutrino won't by default turn into a tau. So we have a situation wherein we are going to be whatever we are going to be next which doesn't have a Yaxley switch attached to it - there is no standard sequence, no set pattern to adhere to, nothing to say that you will be this or you will do that in any particular way at any particular time. However, you and me and everyone else do have a common goal, which is to lead a life that feels right and do the very best we can with what we have.

Searching our own singularity is, in the modern world, a hard task - if ever it was any easier, which of course we've no way of telling. Duty bound to find answers that make sense to us, we will continue to search ourselves for the clues which tell us who we are. My TF's last words in anything like civilised conversation were, "Who am I, Kath?" to which my unfeeling retort was possibly inappropriate, but they do say we get what we deserve and I hadn't learned then what I know now.

What I have learned - among other things - is that you need to trust the flow of life if you're going to get along with it. I've been as guilty as the next person of fighting every step of the way, beating myself up for perceived mistakes and screaming at the nowhere I appeared to have found myself arriving at. Whatever mirror system you're working on, it's a trick of the light waiting to be determined - don't imagine that anything outside of your singularity will save you from the work. Celebrities everywhere are coming out with declarations of mental problems and medication, so money obviously isn't the answer to anyone's prayers. Nor, clearly, does fame trip the light fantastic in the long run. That relationship - whatever form it takes... that love, whatever that is.... isn't going to save you either, for it's not someone else's job to clarify your singularity. Your TF - if you've found yourself caught up with one - won't be like you in any recognisable sense, only you (the two of you) will know in what context the mirror applies. Whether you're on your own, living with a soulmate in contentment or with someone you wish you weren't living with, seeing someone now and then or just about to get married, the singularity rule stands firm. You have to find yourself within your own self, and the quest takes any number of oscillations and any amount of time but even then, time itself is not a linear thing, it's something we ride, the change made can happen in a nanosecond and its effects reverberate everywhere, even to parts of the cosmos we can't know about, because the Universe is a big place, and we are quantum units, very small, very insignificant, but very important in the crucial process of acquiring self-knowledge, which is what the Universe is all about.

We're not a destination. We're a journey to the centre of ourselves.

Right now, I've got it made. There's a tawny owl on my shoulder, I'm typing on my Logitech keyboard into an enormous state-of-ancient-art Samsung tower unit and watching a very old cathode tube Logix monitor in the back room of a 1900 Victorian house that hasn't got a mortgage on it. I've put my electric blanket on and very soon I'll be sleeping soundly in a warm bed to wake in the morning to a set of simple tasks including taking Mother back to her home town - at 92 she holds a perfectly lucid conversation and gets around with the aid of a stick.

Life is not hard. I don't face the prospect of a cold night in the local park or the sound of nearby bombs. My home isn't flooded or reduced to a pile of sticks by a passing hurricane. I haven't got to worry about anything that isn't relatively easy to handle.
The above snapshot of life as Me hasn't changed much in the last 20 years. But my perception has. It's hard to remember all the things I've stressed over in the course of adulthood or to count the blessings I've seen come and go. There have been some highlights - a couple of them are catalogued at Quantumology.net; Lambda and Invisibles are physics conferences attended (some might say gatecrashed) in 2013. By the following year I was swimming in very different waters, gasping for breath and wondering where the hell 'land' was supposed to be.

Time passes at different rates according to where you are and what you're doing. The Uncertainty Principle makes sure you can't measure two things at the same time. You can measure one or the other, but while you're measuring One the Other could be veering wildly out of control. This basic premise isn't limited to the speed and trajectory of electrons, either. Uncertainty covers practically everything you can lay your thoughts on and many more things you can't.
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Some say time is money. Those who say this tend to spend a lot of focus on finance and 'living the dream'. There's a guy who wanders into work at a distribution centre (warehouse) every day and says on his way by that he's 'living the dream'. The dream is different for everyone, of course, and one man's dream is another man's granted for being taken.

Some say time is a healer. For sure, bodies make themselves better and minds forget pain. Broken hearts mend all by themselves and arguments dissipate into echelons of history. But a cut finger takes a few days while a broken heart takes a few years. The commonality between them is that once the process is complete, what it felt like in the heat of those moments is largely forgotten. Unless you concentrate hard on that fleeting glimpse of past tense and bring to mind the tension of what you went through, which you can do because you went through it first-hand. Try telling the story to someone else, however, and they will remember their own cut finger, not yours. They'll be reliving their own nightmare of a train-wreck, not yours. 

Some say time changes everything. So it does, bejesus, and we don't have the faintest idea of what it's going to deliver next. We come out of one scenario and move directly into another. Sometimes we feel the transition, or we do something to actively bring it about. Sometimes we don't realise it's happening until it's happened. But the commonality is, of all these changes, that some element of what preceded it had to happen in order for the progression to come about, and in the glory of hindsight it's very easy to see that whatever it was that really had to happen was not necessarily a matter of our choosing. 

Hold on, say some, as they grip for dear life to some concept of a dream they desperately desire to bring about in reality, quoting from Law of Attraction books and finding all those agreeable posts on Facebook written by people saying exactly what they want to hear.
Hold on for one more day... hold the dream... see it as if it's already happened... 
Or not, as the case may be. Personally, I'm not one for gaining tight control over my destiny. I'm one of those people who leaps in with both feet - sometimes from a great height - and asks questions of herself afterwards.

​Whether the leaping was Beautiful Blessing or Magnanimous Mistake is generally a matter of perspective, and I flapped around wildly in that torrent referred to earlier wondering minute by minute which perspective was 'the right one' to take.
During one of these wildly flapping moments I took a trip to the local supermarket. A woman passed me by in the biscuits aisle holding a mobile phone to her ear. "She's not really old enough to be letting go yet," murmured the stranger to whoever was on the other end of the phone. I stopped, as if struck by something akin to divine providence, and said to the bemused passer-by, "I'm 52 and I'm clearly not old enough to be letting go either, so you can tell her age has nothing to do with it."
I will never know what that woman made of that moment, or even if she will remember it.  

This weird thing people call 'letting go' isn't, in my experience, something you have any choice about. Time takes care of it as you proceed down the path of taking care of yourself. The more you discover that what you're holding onto is a temporary set of illusions, the more inclined your brain becomes to allow it the rite of passage. The more time you spend in a whirlpool of your own emotional making, the less likely you are to keep liking it. And in accordance with the basic template of survival, if something is unhelpful to personal progress you'll eventually muster enough logic to move into territory of greater potential. Deer don't hang around where the grazing doesn't exist any more.
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That doesn't mean to say you have to lose faith. Losing faith is like losing a part of yourself - the part to have faith in is, ultimately, yourself. The quarks you're made of, the electrons that fuel your EM field, the information pouring through you from the solar neutrino factory - these are things to keep faith in, and they'll collectively tell you when something is right. Even when something is right, however, it won't be forever. Nothing is forever. Only the concept of infinity is forever, and that's a blessing, for we all know where to put those parts of ourselves that belong there, and somewhere in our hearts we know we always will.

Four years ago I wrote a post to commemorate the remarkable occasion of finding Quantumology followed back by none other than Peter Williams, who played Apophis - the golden System Lord of Stargate SG1. Since then, we've shared humour on Twitter and exchanged anecdotes. You could say, as you could say of any communication on social media, that we cultivated a virtual relationship, and any kind of relationship with a star from the galaxy of suspended disbelief is something of a lifetime achievement. In my lifetime, at that particular point in 2013, all other forms of personal pinnacle paled into insignificance.

Yesterday a particularly significant episode of SG1 came round on Pick TV. The Fifth Race brings us face to face with the Asgard, a type of alien you'd probably recognise from common ET caricature. This episode was produced in 1998 when the series was fresh in its exploration and running fast into the realms of quantum mechanics, thanks to fantastic casting and an infallible script. We were so impressed we signed up for the weekly DVD issue and built the whole collection which we then watched three times over (over the course of several years!). Somewhere in the Multiverse, Richard Dean Anderson's film company Gekko took SG1 into serial decades of successful storywriting, but sadly in this slice of universal pie Sony got hold of it in the Noughties and did horrid things. 

Now, much time has passed since then and life has moved on for us all. But the questions posed by this episode are not only relevant, but increasingly relevant as we move into stages of our evolution which paradoxically crash into the promise of mass extinctions. For as the Asgard attest, the human race "shows great promise" but it's not yet in the league of those civilisations who exist in a peaceable, psychologically advanced manner. Advanced enough to defend from a philosophical standpoint acknowledging the only way to win is to deny the battle.  

Twenty years ago I was pushed onto the quantum track without any knowledge or precognition of what was to come. I was pushed there because I needed to know. Many years later, the reasons why I needed to know become apparent, and as this track continues to take me and many others into the realms of next-generation mechanics, it seems the force of relevance is showing no signs of slowing down. People are not only taking the word 'quantum' in their stride these days, but they're talking about 5D ascension, about enlightenment as a consequence of self-realisation, about the truths and beauties of metaphysics in ways which 20 years ago would have been the stuff of social science fiction. The Stargate scriptwriters might have seen it all coming, but most of us are taken aback by the sheer multitude of contexts in which these applications are finding ground across the social matrix. And we are asking, with good reason, why this should be so.

There seems to be a quickening going on, as if a birth of some kind is in the midst of occurring. As quantum units, miniscule in form yet carried by enormous egos which make us believe all kinds of things, we are busily making miracles of our daily lives while we find our feet in a new age filled with concepts which stretched even the mind of Einstein. Quantum mechanics is important because we are made of this stuff, we behave as this stuff, everything around us also is and behaves as this stuff and there's no getting away from certain fidgety facts such as living in a Multiverse and having Uncertainty to put up with. We also have more opportunity than we've ever known to directly experience quantum effects such as non-locality, and our comprehension of what constitutes consciousness is being tested in scientific arenas as never before.  

If you're here, reading this, it'll be because you're on an investigative track of your own, and it could lead you absolutely anywhere but one thing's for sure - you're going to find it interesting. The more you put into this interest, the more you're going to get out, and the wonderful thing about quantum information is that it doesn't hang around waiting for you to do enough revision or sit an exam in September next. As soon as you've grasped a concept, the Universe will fall over itself in giving you the chance to experience it first-hand. Some of the effects may seem a little weird, but you soon get used to the weirdness and grow apace with it as this knowledge fills your being and cements itself in your DNA. The quantum field has opened itself up for our exploration and we are free to play, to learn, to understand as much or as little of it as we wish, for it's always been and it's here to stay. The font of findings will fuel your creative intuition so fast that more things will pop into your fron than you've any hope of keeping up with, so expect to fall over a few times. I did. And if anyone labels you with a 'mental illness', check in with the Multiverse before you take it as read that you need to believe what 'they' desperately want you to hear.

In 1982 Alain Aspect performed a series of experiments to prove that particles, once paired by some means of interaction, continue to demonstrate correlation in their properties regardless of the distance between them. Einstein, who imposed the constraint "nothing faster than the speed of light" in his theory of relativity, would be proved wrong. He famously argued that God does not play dice, and ended his lifetime vainly attempting to prove this. But the property of nonlocality was proven to exist, each particle responding to its paired 'twin' on an instantaneous basis, leaving no room for 'speed of light' to enter the equation at all.
(Links to other articles can be found behind the pictures.)

The Universe is effectively a vast sea of interacting particles, each particle - via its interactions - playing a part in binding the whole together. Similarly, it may be surmised that society performs in the same way, regardless of the illusion of separation. Our actions, determinations, choices and thoughts contribute to a pattern of universal systems, at once subject to random dice-throwing and on the other hand bound by indelible forces of nature. Everett's interpretation and the Copenhagen interpretation are both looking at the same sets of data, and the questions that arise are not inherent in the maths, but in the nature of consciousness as a creative, influential, and guiding force. 

The TwinFlame dynamic is proving increasingly popular in modern culture, as the thousands of people flocking to devoted social media sites are given to attest. Should you be wrapped up in a genuine twinflame relationship, you'll have discovered that every classic love song to stand the test of time was written around some element thereof. From bubble zone to runner/chaser and the toxicity of cyclic gameplay, it's there in every love-line written since the dawn of songwriting. Once burned, you'll understand every last one of them. You might even find yourself feeling 'rushes' through your body every time your thoughts connect in deeply felt agreement.
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Having struggled to assimilate my own TF pattern with any kind of logic at all, I'm given to fall back on the factual fabric of nonlocality which has delivered numerous affirmations of its own. I've come to the conclusion that somewhere in the middle of it all, you're given to find yourself, but when you do, you're also given to protect it. For the TF is neither partner nor lover, nor even a long-term friend, but the consequence of two deeply attracted people setting light to a highly charged stream of energy and finding themselves caught up in an annihilation sequence of reaction and reverberation. These people may not be compatible on any realistic, practical level. The chances statistically of them meeting are correspondingly low, just as the chances of electron-positron intersection are low. When it happens, however, the explosion is a matter of record, its force being enough to spill a vast quantity of energy into the social universe from which some benefit - not necessarily apparent to the parties concerned - is gained. Many TFs sit tight on the sidelines, leaving those who are predisposed to pen-addiction piecing together some kind of picture as to what the TF relationship looks like.

The resultant posts to be found out there are full of advice, empathy and an avalanche of hope that once you've healed yourself, the love of your life will, in a flurry of miraculous mutual awakening, return to reunite with you. But once you've gone down the path of annihilation to find something of yourself still left inside, you won't necessarily be that keen to let the one who screwed over your heart (played your body and didn't much mind how much they f**ked with your head) anywhere near what's left of you ever again. You might even be inclined to reason that they got a bigger part of your soul than you bargained on giving and while you're not in a position to demand it back, you may be understandably disinclined to let them suck any more of the colourful contents of your spirit than they've managed to devour so far. This can appear to be the only reality, but in the fullness of Multiversal potentials of uncertainty, it's not. Both sides of the quantum paradox create their own illusions.

TwinFlame is a lesson for two deeply entangled people who at the heart of themselves are unlikely to change. The bright glare of potential compatibility won't always handle the light of logical assimilation. That's not to take anything from the lesson, or the internal self-work that goes with it, or the healing element that you're naturally forced to go through, or the fact that you're only going to get one such test in your lifetime. Not to say that in lifetimes hence you won't find yourself squaring up on more of a balanced footing. Whatever the future holds in this lifetime or the next, it's as well to be sure of who you are, to keep hold of your position in unshakable honesty and to value your integrity even when the self-searching you are pushed into creates a vortex from which seemingly you can't escape.

In finding the strength to work out from within what it is you need to grow, more of the same stuff from your TF may mean more toxicity. The love in your heart needs rightfully to be reserved for more useful application. Renewing the calm within yourself will prove positive in the effects, and we sometimes have to turn back on ourselves to make room for something to develop from the nothingness we can so easily become caught up in. While unconditionalism is all very well, for people like you and me who don't live in teepees and can't possibly spend all day seeking states of enlightenment, it's all we can do to handle the demands of the world around us. Self-preservation requires a healthy dose of critical analysis. In the long run it may not be so much a case of what you've found, as a case of what you're no longer prepared to lose. 
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You, in the meantime, will always care. You'll care whether your TF draws their blinds against the light for evermore, whether they are truly happy, whether they'll ever find what you so dearly would have loved to share with them. But annihilation is swift, it comes sooner than you can blink - there is nothing you can do with hindsight other than to learn from it. If your path is true, its energy will change course into another trajectory of greater value. In this situation, you are only left to learn about yourself, because this particular phase you've found yourself in won't be coming round again, you can be very sure of that. Which is why the TF relationship is so uniquely special, and so infuriatingly non-local.