Can recycled roads cause heart attacks ?

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You read a headline that says "Road made completely of recycled plastic" and you think this is great for the environment. They're cleaning up plastic waste and reusing it, until you realize the abrasion and wear from vehicles and the weather causes microplastics to spread into the environment at an accelerated pace. Microplastics will stick to the tyre and go as far as the car can take them, think of a bee carrying pollen from a flower, rain water will cause the upended plastic to seep into the soil -> from the soil to your food -> to the food of the animal that becomes our food -> to our bodies and so on. Then diseases that you cant identify that seem to emerge seemingly without cause. But there is cause, the only thing that you can count on in this world is that there is certain cause and effect. Over the years Ive come to question everything, even seemingly innocent headlines about recycling  - microplastics 100x what we thought before, in plastic water bottle
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The final takeaway

Having spent years and years in the educational system and memorizing facts and figures that seemingly had no importance in life, the final takeaway has now made itself known, or maybe it was always known and I just chose to not see it.

What I mean to say, is that the schooling that we undergo, from elementary school all the way up to university, it serves to impart in us a technique with which to approach problems and challenges in life. The funny thing is that there is a lot to be learned at every turn, everyday and if we can - from waking up at 6am for 20 years - inculcated the habit of absorbing and using that information, than we will succeed in life


Because that is the difference between those people that are on the path to self determination,  and those that live life through the dictation of others


If I could leave my loved ones with one thing, it is the ability to learn how to learn. Because once they master that skill, all other skills are obtainable, and they will be, in essence, self-sustaining so they can live their lives on their own terms. 


And should not that be the end goal? the final takeaway? to live life according to ones own wishes and desires because it's too short to live it for someone else, and the future, is uncertain. 



- M 

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