Well, I should say that cheesecakes do not form on stalks. Besides, we are but the sullied plot, a muddied field from which emerges the stalk and from which blossoms a bunch of sprouts together closely entwined in a cheek-by-jowel commonwealth. And if one sprout should whither and fall or succumb to a sudden turpitude or corruption the commonwealth is disarrayed and the stalk sways this way and that until it is falls upon its own uneven weight. Or it might be some slight pestilence such as a Dorosh beetle nestling in the side of the plant or a dozing Prinzapillar nibbling along a leaf edge before metamorphosing into something very stupid.
As such it is not illusion... it is metaphysics.
*and with the skilled practice of a herbivore slices through the scalp of another sprout*