fire is the glue of the cosmos

Anselm Kiefer, a German artist whose work left a deep impression on me, was quoted in a major retrospecive of his work in 2006, saying 'fire is the glue of the cosmos'.  I like that.

Fire is light and heat, forging together different elements of the heavens.

We are in the heavens now. I am in the heavens. You are in the heavens.

I dare you to escape the heavens. You could not more escape the heavens than I could prove Marc does not love me, even though I don't believe he does. But I can't prove it. It is cheap, easy, to throw around 'I love you' when you are dumping someone. Is there any glue in that?

Step away from sad thoughts, Tree. Be happy. The sun is shining. The pool is calling. And people love me. An old friend called me on New Year's Eve. How's come I never think to call old friends on such nights?  I am not as selfless and kind as some. I become absorbed with my own suffering and forget that others suffer. This old friend who called has had some very hard challenges but she remembered me.

I am reminded of my favorite, obscure Lou Reed song. Here are some of the lyrics:

Why can't I be good
Why can't I act like a man
Why can't I be good
And do what other men can
Why can't I be good
Make something of this life
If I can't be a god
Let me be more than a wife
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I don't want to be weak
I want to be strong
Not a fat happy weakling
With two useless arms
A mouth that keeps moving
With nothing to say
An eternal baby
Who never moved away
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I'd like to look in the mirror
With a feeling of pride
Instead of seeing a reflection
Of failure a crime
I don't want to turn away
To make sure I cannot see
I don't want to hold my ears
When I think about me
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I want to be like the wind
When it uproots a tree
Carries it across an ocean
To plant in a valley
I want to be like the sun
That makes it flourish and grow
I don't want to be
What I am anymore
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
I was thinking of some kind of whacked out syncopation
That would help improve this song
Some knock 'em down rhythm
That would help it move along
Some rhyme of pure perfection
A beat so hard and strong
If I can't get it right this time
Will a next time come along
Why can't I be good
why can't I be good
Why can't I be good
Why can't I be

Why can't I be 1/10th as cool as Lou Reed? or something better than me?