The history, in words, of how it feels to be treated like your love is irrelevant, in the outside world you're protecting it from (that proved from an early age you weren't communicating it clearly enough, by removing social bonds you had built upon with it), and from the inside of an infected cell (probably, it's just a metaphor for a state). Like your dreams don't hold a valid emotional state, that the love in your heart holding them wasn't as valid as theirs, and proving this by putting you inside a box with a predator that licks the 'love' out of your head with a tongue. Ignoring the membrane of cells accounting for (about as long as they took to evolve from the outset, the conditions for life), and getting to it's reflection of it's own identity in your DNA, by undermining it's D. It's led to happy things, like having your balls hammered (their term, it didn't originate in me or have any relationship with my conception) by your own nervous system, under the control of 'a malfunction' (another thing you don't understand about yourself, that the malfunction understands much better).
So here's some information derived from that state, irrelevant from the perspective of my immediate social network identity grid, that attempts to go some way to describing on objective terms why you shouldn't undermine emotions in your interaction with them (like when your relationship terms are derogatory from the outset, before you even have a chance to shake hands and greet each other, or know of the other's existence).
I've linked to it before, but maybe now we understand our own positions, you'll be able to read it and relate to ourselves better.
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