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A Thanksgiving Sermon by Robert Ingersoll
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When I became convinced that the universe is naturalthat all the ghosts and gods are myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul, into every drop of my blood, the sense, the feeling, the joy of freedom.

The walls of my prison crumbled and fell, the dungeon was flooded with light and all the bolts and bars and manacles became dust. I was no longer a servant, a serf or a slave. There was for me no master in all the worldnot even infinite space.

I was freefree to think, to express my thoughtsfree to live my own idealfree to live for myself and those I lovedfree to use all my faculties, all my senses, free to spread imaginations wingsfree to investigate, to guess and dream and hopefree to judge and determine for myselffree to reject all ignorant and cruel creeds, all the inspired books that savages have produced, and all the barbarous legends of the pastfree from popes and priests, free from all the called and set apartfree from sanctified mistakes and holy liesfree from the winged monsters of the nightfree from devils, ghosts and gods.

For the first time I was free. There were no prohibited places in all the realms of thoughtno air, no space, where fancy could not spread her painted wingsno claims for my limbsno lashes for my backno fires for my fleshno following anothers stepsno need to bow, or cringe, or crawl, or utter lying words. I was free. I stood erect and fearlessly, joyously, faced all worlds.

And then my heart was filled with gratitude, with thankfulness, and went out in love to all the heroes, the thinkers, who gave their lives for the liberty of hand and brainfor the freedom of labor and thoughtto those who fell on the fierce fields of war, to those who died in dungeons bound with chainsto those who proudly mounted scaffolds stairsto those by fire consumedto all the wise, the good, the brave of every land, whose thoughts and deeds have given freedom to the sons of men . And then I vowed to grasp the torch that they have held, and hold it high, that light may conquer darkness still.
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