When I walk upon you , I feel the warm and Grady specs , when I look down , it reminds me of the beginning of an pie . It’s crusts .

I walk further , I’m surrounded . My nothingness. The same shades in the sky as they are a far . I am naked and so is everyone else. I hear the chirping and squeaking of birds along with bouncing balls . Later that day I can now see the difference . Above reminds me a fancy sherbet ice cream melting away beautifully . Below, is a darkness the deeper you walk in . Where am I ? What is my landscape ?