I swear to myself that I will not allow my being to walk through the valley of darkness,
not without the embrace of companionship and even the hatred of jealousy to keep me in humble company.
There is no hatred, there is no love, only existence.
Those who attempt to strike down and destroy my siblings of existence, will reap what they sow in the fight to reach utter enlightenment.

I will cause this.
Not a god,
not an all-powerful being,
not my superiors in the this valley.
I have the power of belief, not with a faith, bit in myself. I am my god, I judge myself and only myself for the effects I have on my equals in the valley.
I pray to myself, for myself.
In the end, all that remains of this cold, dark, valley is us. Each one of us a deity of our own lives, fighting to reach the mystic peaks of enlightenment, destroying not each other, but sacrificing ourselves and our utter perfection to come out on top.

I judge myself, and my vengeance on myself makes me stronger, but will never kill me.
Me, myself, and I work to strengthen myself, in the hopes that someday I will no longer have to.