In the Universal Scheme of things

I wonder if the circle of life is a circle that we can only come out when we die. It feels like the bananas I eat, and the lessons I learn have a kind of a repetition-circle pattern.

I'm not complaining, because a banana stays a banana... but I've heard of alot of friends around me that died because of stress.... even my own uncle... without anouncement!

I dont want to die of stress, I want to die knowing that I tasted every banana, drank the purest water, slept in the softest branches... and lived!

Its time