Is there such a woman?

I've noticed that most women complain about you when you disrespect them but don't praise you when you respect them. Is there a woman in your world who does the opposite?

I am time

My dad once told me that time is the solution to most problems. But what if I don't want to wait until time solves the problem? What if I want to solve the problem?

The solution is simple, but not easy. I must become time. But then, what am I but time? What is time but the rising and setting sun, moving hands on a clock's face, rotting food and dead carcasses, growing trees and falling fruit? What is time but moving matter, joining parts and breaking down of constituents?

What am I but all of these? I wake up and sleep everyday, go in circles on a regular basis, wash away dead skin cells in the bathroom, eat vegetables and fruit. What am I but a moving body of organs and limbs, assimilating and disassembling molecules and atoms?

I am time, the ever-changing entity that runs like a thread through a string of pearls. I am time, the intangible entity that exists in every human's consciousness. I am time, the wind, the sun, the earth, fire and water. Fire cannot burn me. Water cannot drench me. I am time.

Courage and caliber

This piece of monologue might suit perfectly to a real hero:

"Enemies. I heard somewhere that you cannot trust someone unless he has enemies. What would you expect in your enemy? Certainly not cowardice. I pity and hate cowards. I want to have nothing to do with them. I want my enemies to have a certain caliber and ability. I want my enemies to be my equals. How else can I justify my own skills and strengths, unless I demonstrate them against my enemies? And how can my skills be considered worthwhile unless I meet my match? That is why I look for enemies with deadly skills. I am worthless if I have a coward for an enemy."

Stumbling across the truth

I heard somewhere that most people stumble across the truth, brush themselves off and continue on their way. This reminded me today of what I do everyday while I commute to and from my office. Everybody is on their way to some place or another in or on their vehicles. They are all driving or riding their vehicles smoothly, grimacing at people who are faster, and honking their horns at people who are slower. As we have all heard that one must enjoy the journey and not worry about the destination, so must go this ride on the road.

And so I travel everyday. One day I came across a speed-breaker, also known for some reason as a sleeping policeman. What happens when you forget your destination and concentrate on the journey itself? Different people do it differently.

The patient and careful rider slows down well before he reaches the bump, hurts neither himself nor the bike, and continues.

The devious look for gaps in the bump, at the left or right ends of it and pass through them no matter what the riders behind or in front of them are doing on the road.

And then there are the rash, the careless and the over-confident. These completely ignore the bump. They neither slow down before it nor look for gaps to pass through. They continue at the same speed they were riding, caring neither about their vehicle's shock-absorbers and tires nor about their own backbones.

I wonder if there are people who do it differently than these three types of riders.  If not, do these constitute the bike-riders' Trinity?