Transcript:
A comic in four panels:
Panel 1: Young witch Pepper, writing at her desk, with a feather pen and ink. She worries, clearly struggling to find inspiration with a white page, while her hand support her head. On the wall near to her a calendar with a big 'Deadline' in red written on it, circling a day. All the day before that one are striked with a cross except one. Whatever Pepper is supposed to write is up to the audience's imagination.
Panel 2. Suddenly, a powerful goddess emerges from a light before the writer, her aura like a flame of pure golden light. She stands divine, while Pepper is captivated in awe before the gorgeous goddess, radiating light and life.
Pepper: Who... Who are you?!
Panel 3. The Goddess of Life bends slightly toward Pepper while creating a spell with her hands in a intense light a rounded object. She speaks with an air of complicity.
Goddess of Life: I am the Goddess of Life, and I've come to give you a special gift.
Panel 4. The Goddess of Life's gift is a lemon fruit. She beams with pride and happiness. Pepper looks resigned with a mixture of disappointment and exasperation.
Pepper: Of course...
Goddess of Life: You're welcome.
This comic strip is a reference to the proverbial phrase: "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade"
Lemons are a product of selective breeding, life didn't give us lemons, we made them.
When life gives you citrons, pomelos, and mandarin oranges, make lemons.
Alternatively life used us to make lemons.
And plastic.
And plastic lemons.
Depends on how to look at it, if it gave us the capacity to turn those fruits into lemons, and gave those fruits the capacity to be turned into lemons...
If a man and a woman have a baby, did their parents give them a baby? No.
We made lemons, life gave us citrons and bitter oranges.
are we not alive?
Depends who you ask. Lot of people who are dead inside these days.
And some of us have interesting mental disorders like believing we're part of a simulation.