You see, I have never met a person who has not ever felt fear. I haven’t met a person who could deny its creeping ways into the human heart, and even if someone did, I don’t think anyone would believe there is a drop of decency in his/her ways. It’s natural, it alerts, it’s part of the survival scheme codified in our DNA. Humans don’t tend to refer to it unless it’s present, and sometimes even when it is, it seems to be a difficult subject to approach. Some may deny it, some may avoid it, some may even react to it without a second thought (which is a way of approaching it, although not really the one we should be looking for), some may even have trouble recognizing it in the first place.
It is there, either to alert us and make us move, as some would state, either to paralize us. It comes to us in levels, wether it is a deadline or unemployment or the constant bombarding news about the world’s problems it stirs something withing us, withing our hearts. As every other chemical reaction in our brain does. As every other feeling in our hearts would.
But, there is a peculiar effect that fear provokes on the irrational. Fears come as a shadow, not really palpable, not really clear as to what is causing the senses to sharpen up. In animals, irrational animals, I would say it’s merely a biological condition, a cause-effect sort of thing. A deer would run instinctively after noticing its predator, a dog wouldn’t visit the same place again if he was beaten up by some mean kids on the street, a lion may even attack if threatend by hunters. The trigger shows up and the reaction is seen next. No analysis, no space for conscious alternatives.
A person, let’s say, would look for shelter and contac Animal Control if there were a tiger on the loose roaming the streets. It could contact other people or authority capable of providing the needed security. It could play possum. It could start calling for Jane and believe he stands a chance against the beast. There is a different range of possibilities when a person feels the dangers Nature can bring.
What happens, though, when humans start being afraid of other humans? When there is the possibility (although sometimes infinitesimal) of reasoning with the counterpart or the source of fear, why would humans be afraid of other humans? I’m sure there is not a single answer to it, as I am sure that sometimes there is reason to it and sometimes there is not.