THE DISTANT, BUT NOT SO FAR AWAY FUTURE

Not long ago, I read in the local newspaper that starting in just 20 years from now the denizens of this planet will began to lose homes and livelihoods while succumbing to poverty, illness, and starvation. Seas will rise to new heights. Killer hurricanes and firestorms will become the norm. Crops will fail and numerous species will become extinct; not to mention a long list of other horrors as well. This coming apocalypse is all due to global warming, also called climate change; a stink bug by any other name is still a stink bug. But it's coming, that's a scientific fact!!!

However there is good news, at least for me, anyway! Due to my genes, unaffordable health care and my lack of insurance, I'll probably be dead by then. And if not, I soon will be due to my age and the dire circumstances. Sometimes death is a positive thing. The living may actually envy me.

Also when the Antarctic's ice sheet collapses worldwide flooding is likely to occur. As a resident of Florida, if still around I'm sure to be fish food! Note: I live on the coast in a beach town. We've already experienced a number of days with record high temperatures this year and last.

Whether I'm around or not, don't get the idea I don't care what happens to the earth. Since I'm inclined to believe in reincarnation I care a great deal. That being despite the fact I don't want to come back on THIS planet! I've often said this is Jerk World. If it wasn't, this situation wouldn't be occurring in the first place! GREED is the operative word HERE, just look at who's sitting in the White House. The human race doesn't seem to be evolving.

Perhaps humanity deserves to die off. We've proven to be the cancer of the planet. Maybe in the long run this is for the best, a cleansing of the earth, followed by healing.

According to many scientists, after humankind is extinct the octopus will evolve as the next intelligent species. But my money is on the cockroach! They survived the comet that wiped out the dinosaurs and might also survive a nuclear blast. -- That's another reason I don't want to be reincarnated on this planet! As far as I'm concerned it's already populated by way too many human cockroaches.

Endless galaxies are out there and I'm certain many have various forms of intelligent life; some better, some worse. And I'm sure I won't be able to choose, but at least it would be a fresh start.

When I die and exist in spirit, I want to visit Mars among many other planets. -- Hey, it's not like I'll need oxygen to breathe! For all we know, there may be highly evolved species from other planets and dimensions existing as pure energy all around us now, unseen.

I am a believer that space aliens seeded live here. They are the missing link! Perhaps the offspring of all those abductees are waiting on a mothership somewhere for humankind to die and the earth to recover from what the human race has become. Perhaps they will descend and replenish the planet. We can only surmise.

What truly scares me is how fast time zooms by, especially now! Events I remember from years back seem as if they just occurred months ago. And it feels as if my father has only been dead for 5 years, when in fact it's been 18!  The future will be here in a blink. 

NOISE OVERLOAD & TECH WRECKED

One problem always seems to spawn others! A contractor was all lined-up to begin repairs on my home last January. But he wasn't returning my emails! So I hired a carpenter and painter separately. The cost was several thousand dollars higher than what the contractor had agreed to do. Perhaps he'd decided he didn't want to do it for that price hence the reason my emails went unreturned. 

The workers started early and stayed late, even on Saturday & Sunday! The banging and pounding seemed endless and it was maddening. I don't understand how that old Winchester broad stood it day and night! (Recently saw the movie on my DVR.) Just one day of it nearly put me into a straight jacket. This went on for over a week. And worse, they had a radio blasting as well!

Unable to concentrate, I turned on the TV to drown out the sounds. I was covering noise with noise! I repeated that sentence from the lengthy flight back from Thailand in economy class: "Unless I'm dead and in hell this has to end sometime!"

Finally, I just went out and told the carpenters "Please no radio!" I received dirty looks, but at least one problem was solved.  And before the painter began I made it clear that I wanted no radios blasting on my property.

The carpenters were forced to dismantle my cable in order to replace the rotting wood. Everything was assembled as before except for my landline. Call ATT, I was told. I have never owned a cellphone nor do I want one. At my age, small screens and small print are a strain and a bother. 

My upstairs phones had ceased working years ago and my downstairs phones had static. I let it go because I seldom answer my phone anymore. Mostly the calls are from telemarketers or scammers.  Friends usually email or message me on Facebook. I could easily live without a phone, period!

Everyone urged me to throw out my long outdated bedroom phone and replace it. So 2 years ago I purchased a cordless phone for my nightstand which they said could easily be installed. Ugh, the thing was like a phone puzzle that needed to be assembled. There was no way I could do it myself! So the phone just sat in its box collecting dust.

Finally, the ATT technician installed it for me. He said lightning had apparently struck a line and that's why my upstairs phones no longer worked. Plus I had a bad connection period, thus the static on the other phones. He drove to the main line at the entrance to my subdivision to fix it.

Gadzooks! This cordless thing totally confounded me!  What part did I speak into and what part went against my ear! And it had to be turned on and off, why was that even necessary for a landline? And I miss the cord! Why would I want to walk around while speaking on a phone? One of the joys of a rare friendly phone conversation is having a comfortable spot to curl up and chat. Plus it's on a charger, guess I'm stuck buying batteries now. This really sucks!

Friends say I need a kid here to help me navigate all this technology. However I hate them and nothing is worth having one around!

Landlines will soon be obsolete, I'm told. One day a cellphone will be forced upon me!

This and most of our other current technology was gleaned from crashed UFO's. But nothing happens by accident where space aliens are concerned! This is all part of their grand design to take over the planet by giving us technology beyond ours, knowing we'll misuse it. When those hideous bug beings arrive en masse everyone will be so preoccupied with their little screens they'll be unaware.

If forced to get a cellphone, E.T. don't call here! And if I ever see your ugly little pus face on my property I will shoot you and dismember your body into tiny bits the size of Reese's Pieces even if you still live and breathe!

NO ELENA DIFIORI HERE!!!

According to the Church of Scientology I have an invisible tenant. And worse I'm receiving no rent! Elena Difiori wherever you are, you owe me a bundle, if for nothing else just being a pain and a nuisance! For the past 20 years, from the time I moved here in 1999 ON & OFF I've been receiving propaganda from this cult! Always it's addressed to you at my address!

The previous owner had a different last name. It was Van Sicko or something similar sounding. A Dutch name not an Italian one. I wonder if they received these mailings and how they dealt with it. Obviously they didn't or I wouldn't be having this problem. Perhaps they just tossed everything in the garbage as soon as it arrived.

I looked up this name online. Surprisingly there are numerous Elena Difioris, but not one in Vero Beach.

I continued refusing these mailings with the words:  NO SUCH PERSON AT THIS ADDRESS written in red. Still, more kept arriving.

Around 2006, a man from the church phoned asking to speak with her. I told him I’d never known any person by that name! He asked if I was interested in learning more about the church. I told him, "Hell no!" And to cease and desist all mailings here!

For years I received nothing more and thought the problem was over. Suddenly out of the blue it resumed in full force in 2016. I thought of taking everything straight from the mailbox and shoving it in the garbage bin as the previous home owner probably did. But that wasn't really solving anything.

Every letter continued to go back to the church plus a few insults written on the back of the envelope, while their plastic covered catalogs went straight into my trash. The mailings slowed but didn't stop.

Recently, I received another letter. As usual, I circled the name Elena Difiori followed by an arrow stating: NO PERSON BY THAT NAME AT THIS ADDRESS!!! And above: RETURN TO SENDER!!!

Afterward I went online to get some tips. I was advised to cross out the bar code when returning. If that doesn't work, go to the main branch of the local Post Office and file a complaint with the Postmaster. This, I definitely will do!

And to the Church of Scientology, for crying out loud, STOP SENDING ME YOUR PROPAGANDA!!!