The sun sets and rises

As I gaze at the river, the waters are calm.
The air is warm and humid.
The smell is putrid.

The foliage lush and green, a sign that summer is in full swing
With the birds chirping relentlessly and the families big and small riding bikes and strolling, waiting on food or trying to get into shape.

All unaware I am watching them.

The smell of BBQ fills my nostrils from a nearby restaurant.

I sit and watch as a sweat-covered gangly man, scratches his nose as sweat drips down his face.

The fat little girl rides her bike, trying to keep up with the rest of her family. Poor girl, with the tear-filled eyes.

The mom, with two youngsters, stops suddenly. She has a scowl on her face as she pulls the boy aside scolding him for something I cannot hear.
The young girl pouts, as her brother's tears run down his face.

A blonde bimbo with enormous fake breasts zooms by on her name brand bike, probably the first time she's ever ridden it.
Her husband, I assume is close behind.

The young moms with helmets trying to lead by example.
As their youngsters ride by.

A big lady with a northern accent yells at her her father, "you have to push the red button"
Her son, Lucian starts walking down the path--
Beep, beep, beep
The horn continues.
"Dad, the red button..  Lucian wait..."
" OK Patricia."yells the dad from the white suburban.
They family starts down the path.
The horn begins again as they disappear around the bend.

Oh hell.

Lucian comes running back, he has a speech impediment and cannot pronounce his R's correctly.
He is followed by his sister.

Observations.
Being aware of one's surroundings.
Being aware.
Just being.

Namaste'.

Self Improvement? Society.

As I sit and ponder philosophical ideals and ways to improve myself, I have determined the following: I am unique, I am a dreamer and I am honest.
I consider myself to be a Optimist Realist.

I like to observe others, I try to be careful NOT to speak my mind when I observe rather absurd behavior or unequal treatments.
(Those filter things most people have, I lack.
I'm on the patch, and working on holding my tongue.)

Location:
Suburb city park, midday. Approximately 1:30pm

Surroundings:
Shopping centers, High end car detailing, lawyers offices, transients, mom's dressed to the 9's and children wearing clothing they have never worn before.

Observations:
5 mothers approached the park with their children wearing what appeared to be brand new light colored clothing. (Not ideal for a muddy, germy park), passing by a man playing a guitar, yanking their children away from him as if he may attack them.  I recognized one of the mothers.
She walked over wearing a pencil skirt and heels and attempted to make pleasantries. (Fail)
As she walked back to her play group or socialite club (whatever it may be) I have concluded the following:

Most people are fake: I do not mean the literal version of fake (unless you have the narcissus as a friend) but the internal and external everyday actions of people. The general population from my perspective is selfish, self-absorbed, keeping up with the Jones' , money loving liars.
People ask how your day is, they really do not want an answer it's a learnt behavior. 

Wake-up calls for the egocentric and bad decision makers are non-exsistant and they tend to care only of themselves. Unless....

Helping a person may reward them with money and/or other selfishly wanted item.
This is the only way to get these specimens out of their own needs and wants.
Of course, these are my observations of a group of 5 women. 

What do you think?