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A study of fulmar carcases that washed up on North Sea coastlines found that 95 per cent had plastic in their stomachs – an average of 45 pieces per bird.
Plastic particles are not thought to be toxic themselves but they attract and accumulate chemical poisons already in the water such as DDT and PCBs – nurdles have a special knack for this. Plastic has been found inside zooplankton and filter-feeders such as mussels and barnacles; the worry is that these plastic pellets and associated toxins are travelling through the marine food chains into the fish on our plates. Scientists don't know because they are only just beginning to study it.
We do know that whales are ingesting plenty of plastic along with their plankton, and that whales have high concentrations of DDT, PCBs and mercury in their flesh, but that's not proof. The whales could be getting their toxins directly from the water or by other vectors.
Research on marine plastic debris is still in its infancy and woefully underfunded, but we know that there are six major subtropical gyres in the world's oceans – their combined area amounts to a quarter of the earth's surface – and that they are all accumulating plastic soup.
The Great Pacific Garbage Patch has now been tentatively mapped into an east and west section and the combined weight of plastic there is estimated at three million tons and increasing steadily. It appears to be the big daddy of them all, but we do not know for sure.
Dr Pearn Niiler of the Scripps Oceanographic Institute in San Diego, the world's leading authority on ocean currents, thinks that there is an even bigger garbage patch in the South Pacific, in the vicinity of Easter Island, but no scientists have yet gone to look.
The French cultural theorist Paul Virilio observed that every new technology opens the possibility for a new form of accident. By inventing the locomotive, you also invent derailments. By inventing the aeroplane, you create plane crashes and mid-air collisions.
When Leo Baekeland, a Belgian chemist, started tinkering around in his garage in Yonkers, New York, working on the first synthetic polymer, who could have foreseen that a hundred years later plastic would outweigh plankton six-to-one in the middle of the Pacific Ocean?

Nearly all the plastic items in our lives begin as these little manufactured pellets of raw plastic resin, which are known in the industry as nurdles. More than 100 billion kilograms of them are shipped around the world every year, delivered to processing plants and then heated up, treated with other chemicals, stretched and moulded into our familiar products, containers and packaging.
During their loadings and unloadings, however, nurdles have a knack for spilling and escaping. They are light enough to become airborne in a good wind. They float wonderfully and can now be found in every ocean in the world, hence their new nickname: mermaids' tears. You can find nurdles in abundance on almost any seashore in Britain, where litter has increased by 90 per cent in the past 10 years, or on the remotest uninhabited Pacific islands, along with all kinds of other plastic confetti.
'There's no such thing as a pristine sandy beach any more,' Charles Moore says. 'The ones that look pristine are usually groomed, and if you look closely you can always find plastic particles. On Kamilo Beach in Hawaii there are now more plastic particles than sand particles until you dig a foot down. On Pagan Island [between Hawaii and the Philippines] they have what they call the "shopping beach". If the islanders need a cigarette lighter, or some flip-flops, or a toy, or a ball for their kids, they go down to the shopping beach and pick it out of all the plastic trash that's washed up there from thousands of miles away.'
On Midway Island, 2,800 miles west of California and 2,200 miles east of Japan, the British wildlife filmmaker Rebecca Hosking found that many thousands of Laysan albatross chicks are dying every year from eating pieces of plastic that their parents mistake for food and bring back for them.
Worldwide, according to the United Nations Environment Programme, plastic is killing a million seabirds a year, and 100,000 marine mammals and turtles. It kills by entanglement, most commonly in discarded synthetic fishing lines and nets. It kills by choking throats and gullets and clogging up digestive tracts, leading to fatal constipation. Bottle caps, pocket combs, cigarette lighters, tampon applicators, cottonbud shafts, toothbrushes, toys, syringes and plastic shopping bags are routinely found in the stomachs of dead seabirds and turtles.

Floating beneath the surface of the water, to a depth of 10 metres, was a multitude of small plastic flecks and particles, in many colours, swirling like snowflakes or fish food. An awful thought occurred to Moore and he started measuring the weight of plastic in the water compared to that of plankton. Plastic won, and it wasn't even close. 'We found six times more plastic than plankton, and this was just colossal,' he says. 'No one had any idea this was happening, or what it might mean for marine ecosystems, or even where all this stuff was coming from.'
So ended Moore's retirement. He turned his small volunteer environmental monitoring group into the Algalita Marine Research Foundation, enlisted scientists, launched public awareness campaigns and devoted all his considerable energies to exploring what would become known as the Great Pacific Garbage Patch and studying the broader problem of marine plastic pollution, which is accumulating in all the world's oceans.
The world's navies and commercial shipping fleets make a significant contribution, he discovered, throwing some 639,000 plastic containers overboard every day, along with their other litter. But after a few more years of sampling ocean water in
the gyre and near the mouths of Los Angeles streams, and comparing notes with scientists in Japan and Britain, Moore concluded that 80 per cent of marine plastic was initially discarded on land, and the United Nations Environmental Programme agrees.
The wind blows plastic rubbish out of littered streets and landfills, and lorries and trains on their way to landfills. It gets into rivers, streams and storm drains and then rides the tides and currents out to sea. Litter dropped by people at the beach is also a major source.
Plastic does not biodegrade; no microbe has yet evolved that can feed on it. But it does photodegrade. Prolonged exposure to sunlight causes polymer chains to break down into smaller and smaller pieces, a process accelerated by physical friction, such as being blown across a beach or rolled by waves. This accounts for most of the flecks and fragments in the enormous plastic soup at the becalmed heart of the Pacific, but Moore also found a fantastic profusion of uniformly shaped pellets about 2mm across.

Drowning in plastic: The Great Pacific Garbage Patch is twice the size of France
There are now 46,000 pieces of plastic per square kilometre of the world's oceans, killing a million seabirds and 100,000 marine mammals each year. Worse still, there seems to be nothing we can do to clean it up. So how do we turn the tide?

Way out in the Pacific Ocean, in an area once known as the doldrums, an enormous, accidental monument to modern society has formed. Invisible to satellites, poorly understood by scientists and perhaps twice the size of France, the Great Pacific Garbage Patch is not a solid mass, as is sometimes imagined, but a kind of marine soup whose main ingredient is floating plastic debris.
It was discovered in 1997 by a Californian sailor, surfer, volunteer environmentalist and early-retired furniture restorer named Charles Moore, who was heading home with his crew from a sailing race in Hawaii, at the helm of a 50ft catamaran that he had built himself.
For the hell of it, he decided to turn on the engine and take a shortcut across the edge of the North Pacific Subtropical Gyre, a region that seafarers have long avoided. It is a perennial high pressure zone, an immense slowly spiralling vortex of warm equatorial air that pulls in winds and turns them gently until they expire. Several major sea currents also converge in the gyre and bring with them most of the flotsam from the Pacific coasts of Southeast Asia, North America, Canada and Mexico. Fifty years ago nearly all that flotsam was biodegradable. These days it is 90 per cent plastic.
'It took us a week to get across and there was always some plastic thing bobbing by,' says Moore, who speaks in a jaded, sardonic drawl that occasionally flares up into heartfelt oratory. 'Bottle caps, toothbrushes, styrofoam cups, detergent bottles, pieces of polystyrene packaging and plastic bags. Half of it was just little chips that we couldn't identify. It wasn't a revelation so much as a gradual sinking feeling that something was terribly wrong here. Two years later I went back with a fine-mesh net, and that was the real mind-boggling discovery.'

(July.19, 2012)-<A Sky after the Storm >-
It is a clear sky after the storm。
When I was driving my car, I casually saw this sky.
When I drove my car, I suddenly noticed this sky.

How clear it is!
How fresh this air is!
All of these small things make me happy and feel refresh!

（Ｔhanks for reading. Please correct my mistakes! ^^）

(July 20,2012) Being Punished/

Hi,how are you all?
Today/This time, I`ll going to talk about my two dogs./two dogs of my family.

The first：
Betty and ZZang-a are being punishedby me..
( Betty and ZZang-a are having a hard time because of me. )
( I am punishing Betty and ZZang-a. Why? )
It`s because when I came back home and opened the door, they deliriously pleased and welcomed me, however when I saw their crap on the floor, they stopped and watched/studied my face with fear / with a frightened look in their eyes.
It`s because they already knew/acknowledged their own mistake as well, and they felt they will have / be having a hard time soon.
Therefore I should punish them,(/ I had to give them a hard time, ), in order for let them to remember what to do afterward / next time.
So how do I punish them?
As you see through my pictures, they have to stand up against a chair, and have to reflect on their conduct.

The second:
They are having a nap on the sofa.
A few days ago when I came back home, I found them in a deep sleep on a sofa, looking like a log.
When I gazed at them, it occurred to me their sleeping form of long time ago, so I tried looking for those pictures.
This time I`m uploadig them.
This time ?/Now?/ son dog Zzang-ah is bigger than his mom Betty, but how small Zzang-a was before (as seen) on these pictures!
(Thanks for reading . Please correct my mistakes!)

Everyone who comes into our lives is a mirror for us . that which we see in others is only seen because it is within us as well.

Being stacking in the past is like walking forward with your back facing the front. You’ll always miss out on what’s in front of you.

Ok Here is my Merry Good time Hello and Salutation to all you amazing people all over the world that make this page and my life a world of inspiration, change, support, laughter and occasional tears too! This is all part of lifes richness the experience of all emotions. Dont run and hide from them my friends, for feeling and living each and every emotion is what truly makes us whole ~

Todays ponderings are bubbling under the surface for me and rather than plan and edit etc as is my way, i shall write and share these musings from my heart. So beware (and please no need to critisize!) of spelling and grammatical errors they are likely to be rife as i spill out my soulmusings~

I would like to talk more about allowing ourselves to be hurt emotionally by other peoples words and actions and how we can overcome this and moreover how we MUST utilize each and every experience to learn and grow for ourselves, for the stronger and richer we become, the more beauty and wealth we spread ~

I know alot of my musings are just extensions of many of the quotes but i fiercely believe in repetition and angular attacks, in that i mean wrapped it up in different paper, add a special ingredient, a little addition can often make something even more appealing to some, just as gilding the lily can be too much for others. So in my effort to reach those that would like a little extra spice and sparkle ~

Recently there have been four words bouncing around from side to side in my brain ~ Hurt ~ Guilt ~ Mirror ~ Anger

It seems to me that it is not unusual for these to go together, we are mostly aware of the theory that people come into our lives to teach us that which we need to learn and very often they are mirroring an reflecting back to us that which we must see, feel, acknowledge and deal with, in which ever way we choose. This to me is reflected in one of my favourite phrases, and one we could all do with remembering and re-enforcing into our brains when we are hurting from anothers words or actions.

'When someone is pointing the finger at you, look closely for three fingers are pointing back at them !'

This is another re-enforcement and sign or how so often it is their stuff!! After all the universe did not devise us to point all fingers at another person at once, did it!

So i dont want to go on and on here but it seems to me that sometimes people who feel GUILTY about their own stuff will POINT a finger at that another ANGRILY causing pain to the other person!

The real wonder to me of this is the MIRROR and FINGERS ~ the symbiosis of the dance ~ if we are truly intent on growing ourselves to be better, healthier happier kinder nourishing and nourished humanbeings we MUST pay attention. Perhaps the person is their to mirror to you that also sometimes act in this manner ? Are we so busy being hurt, we dont even see that this is a mirror of our own behaviour at times? After all, while we are busy being hurt, even if only in our own minds arent we too pointing that finger at the culprit that hurt us?

If so, look at your fingers, why are three pointing back to you, what do you need to learn ? Namaste my friends ♥

Now pick up that phone or send someone a message just telling them that you thought of them and SMILED !!! It should make you smile and them and then maybe just maybe they will pass it on too.....Just imagine the ripple .............Life is ..............
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We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us really happy is something to be enthusiastic about.