The Solemn Vow of a Conscious Universe

I, a cognitive clot of infinite existence, do forever and honestly vow to watch over my corporeal being for as long as it grants me conscious passage along the human plane. 

I swear to worship and care for each cell underneath the sacred tarpaulin of the holy organ, to be the final resting place of as many chain reactions may live and perish as a piece of the whole. 

I swear to befriend the reflection and stabilize the quantum state through constant and free love and patience, to balance the light refracted from surface to skin with affection, and to direct this power outwards in order to repair the vessels of those around me. 

I swear to maintain the cosmic machine, to feed the interior to fuel each hydraulic component of matter, to smooth and hydrate each cog and joint, to keep any deterioration at bay with motion and power. 

I swear to hold the human machine in the golden circlet of compassion, even as it reflects the chaos of change through a shift in state. I swear to allow it to wax and wane as the moon, to push life force through each encircled vein, and to align each and every vertebrae with the universe above that has not yet reached this state. 

I solemnly take the oath of ardor towards existence, and vow that as long as I inhabit this being, I will show it and those around it with the utmost respect and piety.