It plays on the old-ish saying, 'Life's a beach', which itself is a play on the even older saying 'Life's a bitch' (a far more Buddhist outlook on life, incidentally which nicely sums up the first of the Four Noble Truths) and then it proceeds to take that cheap play on words and take it far, far too seriously.
Obviously it is meant to be taken metaphorically as I'm sure most people are aware that sand gets to the beach by the geological processes of weathering, erosion, transportation and deposition, but if we are looking as to why there is any beach there at all as opposed to no beach (or indeed any life as opposed to no life or anything as opposed to nothing) then fine. Not quite Thomas Aquinas, but we get the idea.
It's a shame though that the poster doesn't actually trust its audience enough for them to work out the answer for themselves, so it has a handy shadow crib sheet beneath the deckchair to provide the answer for them.
Actually a far more interesting question from a theological point of view, would be who put the blobs of tar that ruin your towels and the bits of broken shell that get into your flip-flops there... One for the manichaeists perhaps.
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