I have read about it since.. it is adrenalin., as a boy of 10 I didn't know what the fuck was happening to me. I can still remember the details of a car crashing, the driver's head smashing through the windscreen (no seat belts then), and seeing the blood... red and plentiful.
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That's our inner wild man. That's what helped us learn to not go poke the bear. Someone had to get mangled first, then the mind and body chisels that image into your head. If you need to tell that story so it doesn't happen to someone else, you need those details. Some of the first artwork on those cave walls depicts those scenes as well.