Crazy Much?

I've been keeping a notebook of random bits of things that I think of throughout the day. Some stuff is rather insightful, while other bits are completely ridiculous. There is one bit, however, that has thrown me for a loop. I like it, but I'm afraid that it will only make sense to me. So I turn to the collective intelligence to tell me what I think it means. This often happens to an artist, they create something and it people don't perceive it like they hoped it would be. A situation would be

Artist: It portrays the suffering of mankind and it's futility to move foreward

Little kid: It looks like a pony!

Teenager: It looks like (lewd joke)

Adult: Look at the spectacular colors, I wish I could do that.

Artist: But don't you see the human sufferings?

All Others: No... why?

Anyhow, I'm worried that something like that is going to happen with this writing blip.

This is the text.

Cells: The building blocks of life.
Cells: The blocks of building life.




I think it's somewhere along the lines of the first definition meaning what it says, but the second one I imagine as being prison cells being the blocks (like in a city) of building life (the prison)

Does it make sense? Could you get to it without me telling you what I think it means?