The ruling worrying thoughts of the lower mind mass together to retake the height of higher consciousness, and the part of a person already lifted toward that height sends down a cry for help. Fear breeds its own captains, and every anxious thought becomes a king gathering others of its kind against the calm that has just been won. The call goes out from the circle where the old flesh was already rolled away, back to the settled inner self that put it there. What happens in a person is plain: the moment the mind rises toward stillness, the accumulated habits of worry rally at once to pull it back down.
Gibeon: the height, higher consciousness in the head, now under siege by returning worry
Gilgal: the circle where the reproach of the old flesh has been rolled away and left behind
Kings of the Amorites: the ruling worrying thoughts of the lower mind, each anxious thought a captain gathering more
Mountains: the higher realms of consciousness the worrying thoughts are trying to seize