New Doors---- Banana-gun-: Script

There was only a fear of being unarmed in a world that doesn't require your ammunition.

You try the handle. It doesn't turn.

So you do what any rational person does. You raise the Banana-Gun. You threaten the door. You yell, "I have boundaries!" (You do. They are made of soft, yellow mush.) You yell, "I am ready for change!" (You are. You just aren’t ready to be unarmed.) NEW DOORS---- BANANA-GUN- Script

Manifestation. The "Glow Up." The Next Chapter. We collect vision boards like children collect trading cards. We crave the creak of fresh hinges, the scent of possibility, the rush of stepping into a room we have never seen before. There was only a fear of being unarmed