This language made of images and hieroglyphs, which supreme Wisdom uses in all its revelations to humanity— which is found in the inferior language of poetry— and which, in the most inferior and imperfect way, is more like the metaphorical expression of the dream than the prose of wakefulness…. we may wonder if this language is not the true and wakeful language of the superior regions. If, when we consider ourselves awakened, we are not plunged in a millennial slumber, or at least in the echo of its dreams, where we only perceive a few isolated and obscure words of God’s language, as a sleeper perceives the conversations of the people around him.