“Pilgrims: on your right are crowns at the feet of saints. Honor
cometh not from power. Honor casts authority to rule others at your
feet. The crowns of tyrants must fall from their heads, and no mind
shall honor the head which wears them. Superiority hath no dwelling
place in this circle. Equality reigns, and is acknowledged. No mind
is ruler, and no mind is ruled. One law governs all, and that law is
love. Two minds can not think unlike, because the thoughts of love
must be one in all. The crowns you see, were the crowns we wore in
our pilgrimage. We were not all kings, nor minds who wore an external
crown; but were all rulers over others. We loved rule, and despised
submission. We loved control over minds, and have enjoyed it to our
complete satisfaction. I controlled no one by my crown, but by my
influence. I saw mind needed control, and, not seeing the control
of God, I undertook to do his work. I made laws and executed them
as I pleased, intending the good of those whom I controlled. I gave
to one a penny, and to another more, as I judged them worthy. They
were satisfied with their wages, and did me honor. My crown was not
disgraced, as I supposed, because each mind, whom I controlled,
received his reward. I was well satisfied with my wisdom. I wanted
no more. Others of my companions ruled differently. One ruled by
fear, and another by favor. One ruled by threatenings, and another by
promises. One ruled by poverty, and another by riches. All had their
varied methods of controlling minds; but none were more unworthy than
those who attempted to control, and succeeded, by alarming the fears
of the credulous with tales, revolting to sympathy and degrading to
Deity. They controlled with an iron arm the dupes of their miserable
deception; but their crowns now lie at their feet.
“Pilgrims: you see a change. You see that ignorance hath its votaries,
and, so long as ignorance reigns, kings will rule, and subjects will
tremble. Mind must learn wisdom to disarm tyrants. It must see light
to escape darkness. It must experience freedom to hate bondage. It
must love right to forsake wrong. It must progress in wisdom to loathe
ignorance. The change has come, the light has appeared, the day has
dawned, the bondage has vanished, and the wrong is forsaken. Experience
hath done her work. Mind works for mind, good for good, virtue for
virtue, knowledge for knowledge; and equity and justice have trodden
crowns under their feet, and hurled the tyrant’s scourge away forever.
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