I'll wipe your brains so clean you'll be able to eat off of them!
Madness string 111765
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.
While along the way, the river from my mind was inundated by the stream of reality. The river, which once was full of legends, had gone and disappeared.