When we perceive something at a subliminal level, not neccessarily supernatural, we mostly don't have the wiring in the brain to treat it dispassionately. The instinct that told us there was a leopard or lion nearby in the deep dark distant past, even if we couldn't see/hear/smell them is still with us. In the absence of these leopards or lions, our imaginations take over. I am a slave to my imagination.

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