I sometimes have what’s maybe a primordial reaction to large things. Saw a stuffed polar bear when I was a child. It was supposed to be a record size. I don’t recall exactly, but it was 10 or 11’ tall, stood up on its hind legs.
Now, I knew that it wasn’t alive. But it still unsettled me in a strange and powerful way.
Fear of getting into the wrong part of the food chain, I spoze.
I don’t get it, what’s the “hmmm”?
The size of that bird. It would not likely have been a pleasant beast for a human to encounter.
Oh, I knew that they were this big so I missed it.
I sometimes have what’s maybe a primordial reaction to large things. Saw a stuffed polar bear when I was a child. It was supposed to be a record size. I don’t recall exactly, but it was 10 or 11’ tall, stood up on its hind legs.
Now, I knew that it wasn’t alive. But it still unsettled me in a strange and powerful way.
Fear of getting into the wrong part of the food chain, I spoze.
Maybe something to do with megalophobia?
If there’s a strain of it that applies to large things that would eat me, I’d believe that I have the phobia.
Megalophobia is being scared of large things so I imagine it would also apply to your case.