Once I saw a sheep on a ledge halfway down the side of a cliff. The cliff was almost a sheer drop, and the ledge was not much bigger than the sheep itself, jutting out from an otherwise seemingly unscaleable cliff face, and I wondered how the sheep had got there.
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Peter A Leonard writes:
The sheep on the ledge is illusion. Nothing is ever as it seems. Our senses deceive us and often betray us which is the way of things: illusion, deception, betrayal.Of course there is a possibility (faint, I’d agree) that the sheep was “real” (or as “real” as it’s possible for any phenomenon, material or otherwise, to be in this world). It may have been grazing a little too close to the cliff edge and fallen. Miraculously, this creature’s death plunge (I’m certain the sheep was not suicidal)was then arrested by the slight ledge you described.This being the case it would most probably, subsequently, have starved to death. This event observed perhaps by hundreds of passersby, each in turn confused by the sheep’s precarious position, but none offering an opportunity of rescue – which is sad.On the other hand this sheep may have been one of the rugged Welsh Mountain variety and thus able to climb and descend precipitous cliff faces at will. Or, there again, it could just possibly have been a Peruvian Blackhead, a creature now so rare as to be almost mythical – yet I have seen them with my own eyes, these small, hardy, blue-fleeced sheep that live semi-wild in the world’s forgotten places . They really do seem able to materialise and dematerlalise at will (like a fleecy woolen Tardis, so to speak) often appearing in the most unlikely and precarious of places (obviously I discount those incredible moon sightings, later suppressed by NASA, as pure nonsense).
An illusion? Hmmm. Is it a well-known illusion? Maybe I was just wool-gathering.It was in Wales, though, so it could have been of the Welsh Mountain variety.