fruit a fallen, inc

I would like to walk on a magnificent pathway leading to the ultimate height of human experience and existence. I would see the shorelines of golden waters reflecting all that is good in the human spirit. I would see reflections in gold of happy children playing and activity in good things all over as far as the eye could see. The smell of barbeque in the air so dense I would have to wave the smoke from my smiling face in order to catch the ball that will eventually find its way into my warm hands. No worries in that place. Nothing to shut me down and make me feel less than I am. In that place, there is only good thoughts; the thoughts that create fond memories we humans hold so dear to our hearts. My magnificent pathway has no desire, no pain, no guilt, and no sadness. It has only fruit that goes splat every time it falls from the tree.