Excerpt from Nocturne Variations:
I think, the bottom line, Piers, is that one’s protector is or can become one’s destroyer. Angels are monsters in wait, same as monsters are angels awaiting transformative context. The two are one and to divide them is to breach the laws of wholeness, it is a violation of the Divine. Yet everywhere you will encounter people trying to destroy “golems” outside themselves, externalizing what is truly an internal matter, and assigning others the role of golem and naming them as such, even when the naming comes without words. How often do we judge, condemn, persecute and implicate without uttering a syllable?
The golem too is wordless, and yet it harbors the seeds of a secret vocabulary, the grammar of ruin and rebirth—It represents the process of becoming, and so I think the important question to ask: From who or what will its lighted directive come?