Beautiful Story.. I might cry.
We all have our own lives, but we are all different people, we live in different surroundings, we have different feelings, points of view, and such. That is diversity, it is what makes us individuals, some of us might pretend to be something we are not, or push people away to get what we want, or even get pushed, but that is life.
Escaping from all the threats, trying to find new hope, even this can be told by a bee. Changing environments, or changing yourself. Losing things precious to you, being one of a few, chased by things that threaten you...
Eventually we will all have to go our seperate ways. Parting with a loved one is not enjoyable, such when you break a peanut in half. Parted by death, the saddest way, never meeting again. Trying to reach higher than you can, you might fail, learning from others, learning yourself. When we die, we give life to soil, we might or might not help others. Within a peanut, you can learn the story of a lifetime. Even something as small, can teach you so much.