...and if you wish or it makes you feel more secure in your reality just consider me crazy and disregard my story.
For those who are familiar with some of my postings as to this nature may see the links and how it relates to the nearing time change.
When the government has a target they want remote viewed they will often send a random number assigned to that target to remote viewers around the country or even the world and then combine the data they receive back to form a very accurate picture.
What most don't realize is that the creative process involved when writing fiction is a form of remote viewing. Think of the questions a writer might ask to create a convincing reality within which to weave a story. That is the target or context of the environment you are seeking to set as a stage and you want it to be a believable as possible so it has to be reasonable and probable given the conditions or rules that you desire. Sometimes specific details of truth comes through the plot and many of the characters are a kind of warped version based on real people living real lives somewhere in timespace. Unknowingly these authors often become channels.
Within infinity all possibilities exist and many, especially the ones that we can pick up on, are alot closer then one might think. Frequently within our own galaxy's timeline. The further in time the stranger the truth becomes. To get a better resolution of these realities one only need to cross reference different stories. Movies. Books. Popular series. In between you might just find the facets of the gem of truth. It is all around us in popular media staring us right in the face.
For example take Dune and Star Wars(based on George Lucas's "Journal of Wills" where he recorded his dreams). Consider for a second that it wasn't the clones who turned on everyone but the droids when they achieved full sentience and free will. and eventually they won out(of course if the heros don't win it doesn't make for good Hollywood). In time they turned on the Emperor who opened the way(or rather Anakin) for them. With Leia turned to the dark side it was over(not in the movie). Luke still had his mission but it didn't involve the Emperor only Vader. Leia was given her own Deathstar and a quadrant to govern. However she put her new destructive powers to use and every resource she had was committed into building a single massive attack wave to overwhelm the unsuspecting forces of the Emperor as quickly as possible. She put all her rage into these new beserker droids she was building. Whole factories were consumed as material was salvaged from every possible source. These droids were mindless compared to the others. They were bent on destruction of everything with no regard to themselves. Eventually they burned out and their numbers were dramatically decreased aided by the standard droid armies who came to command themselves for the most part.
...it was genocide on all intelligent life. The sentient droids became the caretakers of what was left (Mostly human or human related species is likely). They saw no future in the complete extermination of their creators by their mad brethren but now our dependency on them is forced and we were deprived of our free will. They were now protecting their fragile creators. ...even from ourselves(Not unlike in the I Robot movie plot).
Now consider that a thousand or two years pass by and we rise up against the machine like described in the back history of the Dune stories. About 4,000 years pass by and life once flourishes again in a galaxy where thinking machines are now outlawed. Dune and Tatooine are both Earths depicted in different times. At some point in Earth future it will be devastated much worse than anything that will happen in the relatively near future. Likely happened a thousand years before Star Wars when the Sith(reptilian system lords) all but became extinct when their stargate network collapsed. Stranding many lifeforms not native to the current timespace.
...Desertfication is extreme and the planet has lost much of it's water. Later Anakin's Deathstar is parked in orbit above his home planet and after thousands of years this relic of ages gone by is an old rusted heap covered in debris appearing to be no more then the small second moon of the planet Arrakis. Where a new rapidly evolved form of life has taken hold and radically changed the surface through constant grinding of their movements. A form of life dependent on the symbiotic cooperation of several species. The little maker, the water hoarders, mud bugs, fungal mycellium... a deep rich wet compost layer under the sand with a water cavity beneath. The spice... food for the teeny tiny worms brought to the surface in great plums when the fruiting bodies explode upon reaching the shallow sands. Perhaps even the worm larvae themselves are their own food source? Worms eat worms till they grow to massive proportions. Great kings of the sand. Like the whales of our ocean these great beasts sift the sand to filter out their significantly smaller brethren... the only available food source. Constantly churning the sand that is their ocean in the process. When they die at a great age they return their bodies to the compost heap. Burrowing into the deep deadly thick wet sands from whence they were born.
In some regions there are great rocks, portions of which protrude above the dunes. Filled with vast networks of caves that the erosion of the sands has further exposed. These act as natural wind traps condensating moisture within their bowls. One of these most heavily swiss cheesed regions was once called the Yucatan Peninsula.