Life...
Life is something unsure.
People born, people die.
And many of us...
Don't have any idea of the best part of living.
Because to live you have to eat.
So to live, all you have to do is eating...
Eating the sacred food.
Only three syllables...
Bananas.
Every heart beats...
Everyone is not nobody...
And nobody isn't everyone.
And this is just... Awesome.
Life makes sense,
even when it doesn't wants to.
Because life don't want to make sense,
life just want bananas.
It's so simple...
Why do we discuss?
Why do we fight?
Why do we die?
Everyday...
It's remarkable.
When you start you have to finish...
The universe,
The cosmos,
even Charles Darwin.
They all love.
They are all full of love.
My computer,
your smartphone,
even the greatests warriors
had ears.
Remember this,
and you shall be happy.
Bananas are not fruit,
neither vegetable.
Bananas are life.
Bananas are soul.
The humanity have problems?
Yes they do.
All we have...
Because we are humans, not bananas.
Does that makes sense?
Because even if it doesn't,
it makes.
It's life.
Not that bananas are bad.
Some of them, may be.
Some of them, may not.
But that's not hot.
That's enough.