What is life anyway? Shut up. Mind your own brain.

Invest your life into something that feels nice and also give you warm and often comfortable results, like dicing vegetables with a sharp knife which gives us that feeling of supremacy and comfort. Looking at thin slices of onions and potatoes, that's something which looks ordinary but requires extraordinary skills. Similarly when we try to shit and often it becomes hard for us to poop 3 pieces of mildly brown dough shaped bananas, maybe due to consumption of too much fiber but then there are days when these dough shaped bananas pop out like a infants head while a mother delivers the baby and the baby tries to look at everything and comprehend about being born or being a being. Anyway's the sliding motion of baby coming out of a vagina sounds utterly disgusting but the process needs a lot of wit, shitting is like giving birth except the thing coming out is exhausted an doesn't care about breathing. It just wants to get out of our belly and take a roll with his mates to recycle hub where other dirty folk are playing football. The message of writing starts with a purpose or a subject about which you have thought multiple times or maybe a few times which has crossed your mind and you have this exasperating urge to pin it down on a paper or somewhere, I'm having a similar urge to purge a few vocabulary with some cool sentences but i don't know what to write or to right.
Right or wrong it doesn't matter maybe it does to those who study physics because matter and atoms are quintessential to their field. (Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha). I feel so stupid but it's so much fun when your hands are moving and you don't want to lick anyone but yourself which is possible only in front of a mirror or once you die and your soul pops out from your butt hole.

Hello everybody that means nobody because I don't know anybody.