The End and Back Again, My Friend

A Warrior's Creed

I have no parents.  I make the heaven and earth my parents.
I have no home.  I make awareness my home.
I have no life or death.  I make the tides of breathing my life and death.
I have no divine power.  I make honesty my divine power.
I have no means.  I make understanding my means.
I have no secrets.  I make character my secret.
I have no body.  I make my endurance my body.
I have no eyes.  I make lightning my eyes.
I have no ears.  I make sensibility my ears.
I have no limbs.  I make promptness my limbs.
I have no strategy.  I make unshadowed by thought my strategy.
I have no designs.  I make seizing opportunity by the forelock my design.
I have no miracles.  I make right action my miracle.
I have no principles.  I make adaptability to all circumstances my principle.
I have no tactics.  I make emptiness and fullness my tactics.
I have no talents.  I make ready wit my talent.
I have no friends.  I make my mind my friend.
I have no enemy.  I make carelessness my enemy.
I have no armour.  I make benevolence my armor.
I have no castle.  I make immovable mind my castle.
I have no sword.  I make absence of self my sword.