Suspicion, Slipping

Trying to keep my head up. However pretty obvious that the hidden agendas around me are quite formidable. Transparent obvious agendas, as if I weren't here, looking forward to the day that I'm not. No guarantee they'll be either. Per my recent twits,

• Dumb people are the most manipulative. We know better. They're desperately chasing our scraps, going through our garbage, parasites. 
• Oh how I hate two faced people. It is so hard to decide which face to slap first. 
• People I want to punch in the face. 

Now with all that said, the financial demands I've been under lately have not yielded, nor has the life that is racing around me, and me around it. So it feels like I'm slipping. But with some true will power, I need to rise above this.