"Some Eastern legend tells of a very rich magician who had many flocks. That magician was very mean. He did not want to make use of pastors, and even wanted to enclose the places where his sheep were grazing. Of course they are lost in the forest , fell into ravines, they were lost, but most fled, 'cause they knew that the magician wanted their flesh and their skin. And they did not like.
Finally I find the magician' a remedy: Mesmer 'his sheep and began 'To suggest that they were immortal and that being skinned could do them no harm, that such treatment, by contrast, was good for them and even pleasant, then added that he was a good shepherd who he loved his flock so as to be willing to sacrifice everything about them, and finally suggested 'to them that if something was to happen, it could not happen in any case at that time and even in that day, and consequently did not have to worry about. After that the magician in the heads of sheep introduced the idea that they were not sheep, some said they were lions, to others who were eagles, to others that they were men or that they were magicians.
This 'fact, the sheep are not brought him more' ne 'troubles it' discomfort. They do not flee away ', but quietly awaited the moment when the magician would take their meat and their skin "
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