I've got your frozen balls right here. You doom and gloomers are getting me down. It makes me laugh when I see people that are supposedly secure in their faith take the time to wax dreary on the end of times.
It will come when it comes and come it will. When and how will be an unanswered question until the day it arrives and all the premonitions and all the speculation will be the furthest thing from anybody's mind.

Of a much larger concern is your own imminent end which I guarantee you will see sometime within the next century and a half. Do what you can to make your mark on this world. Then launch your DNA into space with a primer for the language, and a library of information into and an electronic beacon. Maybe somebody out there will pick you up one day and reconstitute your matter and put you in a zoo.

Ash to ashes, dust to dust, keep on guessing if you must.
Your end is coming far or near
Smile, relax, and drink your beer.