We were born in the black hearts of stars. Mortal rules are nothing to us.
Madness string 122706
I'm a middle school teacher and, while I'm frustrated by random utterances of 'bruh' and skibbidi toilet, most students I've encountered day-to-day are deeply adverse to injustices and are vocal about it. They have guts, too.
That's the difference between real and unreal. Real stuff, like us, is stuck behind a cosmic speed limit. The shadows of reality go as fast as they like.