The vow was rather obtuse, like a trick drawing. The ends seem to meet, but meeting is impossible in three dimensions.

"Commitments are for strangers, I vow to meet them
Desires are contemptable, I vow to love them
Emotions are inscrutible, I vow to understand them
Selfishness is understandable, I vow to not go there."

Toaboy was napping in the sun.
Toadboy was imposing sanctions on his internet tourism.
Toadboy was afraid of structure.

But these things are in the past.