Bread, Cloth and Shelter.

To be content as a peasant is to lead an honest living with the void of wanting more. But what is it that man wants more of? More of house, cars, money, electronic gadgets etc. So, if there were no palaces to begin with, would man still desire a palace?
What dreams would a man, who all day dreams of a huge palace, dream?
The peasantry serves the man in the castle. So if there are no castles, the peasantry serves no one.
His ideas, naturally, appealed only to the peasants. In a world where there were only two kinds of people, those who were with the Nobleman and those who were victims of his tyranny, this was a dangerous development. For the peasants outnumbered the Nobleman and his cohort of sophisticated employees.
One of these sophisticated employees termed this peasant and his followers as outlaws and enemies of the state. But this fool was too blind to see that the laws of nature override the laws of man. And the laws of nature clearly state that all men are equal. The peasants no longer considered themselves peasants and they no longer considered the nobleman noble.
Once the mind becomes aware of this truth, the laws of man can throw no veil over it. Such was the state of affairs and it was rumored in the courts that a rebellion was at hand.
And so from the laws of man, life was transitioning towards the laws of nature. A state of equilibrium was being achieved where peasants no longer considered the nobility of Noblemen and the Noblemen no longer tried to subjugate the peasantry.
But as it so often happens in life; it moves in circles, from disparity to equilibrium to disparity. Tis almost a man-made phenomenon 'the circle of life'. There is an addition to the Nobleman's cohort of sophisticated employees, and at the same time, there is a subtraction from the peasantry. This returns to how things were balanced in disparity. The rebellion is no more. But the peasants remain peasants and the Noblemen keep their nobility intact. Only the fate of one peasant changes. The peasant who started it all. The one that stopped dreaming of palaces and started dreaming of something else.