As a species of unrivaled ambition we will not rest until we have conquered forces we are only vaguely aware of.
Like the 2 dimensional creatures from Edwin Abbott's Flatland, who were taunted by the god-like beasts from our 3 Dimensional world, invisible someones are toying with us from the higher dimension outside of time. They push and pull the narratives of our lives into different arcs like sculptors, applying and taking away free will from us on a case by case basis as an aesthetic choice.
Our temporal overlords cast shadows in our subconscious, and we secretly aspire to displace them.
Thank you for your spacetime.