So tonight, when you see the fireplace burning…as this friend wrote last week when he went home to listen to my tape…there was the burning of the wood, it was warm. He stretched out on the floor, turned on the tape, and because of the lateness of the hour, and the warmth of the room and having just dined he fell sound asleep and didn’t hear the tape. That’s alright. But here was the fireplace. One day, if he hasn’t already done it, he will liken himself, his life, to fire. He will see it actually blaze up hotly. Everyone at some time must have observed it. What man in the world…in the tropics when it is a hundred-odd you still light a fire to boil water. So everyone is familiar with fire in this world. No matter where you are in the world, fire is known to all people, and you use it to boil water to cook something. And to most of the people in the world it simply is only a means to their end; it doesn’t have a symbol as yet. The day will come, it will be a symbol, a symbol of life, and you will not see either one, either fire or life and not think of the other. You will not feel one and not imagine the other, either one. When you do that, suddenly you’ve achieved a poetic image, a symbol. From then on that’s all that it is in your world. Go in and turn on the gas, use it, you will still not just see gas. The minute you see fire you feel life, and that warmth within you will always be related; they become synonyms from then on. And everything in your world will turn itself into an image. That’s what Blake meant by a twofold vision.406 ¶25