Look at it this way. A thousand years from now after the obligatory holocaust of whatever has wiped out these locations and humanity has had time to rebuild there will be digital archaeologists. Their job, be they sentient software or humans integrated with computers to such an extent the two are now indistinguishable will be to burrow through data stores and rebuild the Earth that was.

They will praise the lack of our imagination and desire to photograph every populated location a thousand times a day as a virtual copy of the Earth that was is built over hundreds of years.

In their habitats drifting through high Earth orbit, watching the dismal surface and its endless nightmarish storms new caches of electronics will be hauled through decontamination and a borderline ritualistic process will begin the recovery. Once the century of images, decades of video records, and few years of sensory inputs stored before the holocaust of whatever reach the core they spread throughout the solar system.

Once redundancies reach a saturation this packet is encoded on a laser blasted into deep space where a web of satellites spreading out from the Sol system relay the packets between each other as the distance between them increases. A fear of losing our past once again drove humanity to utilize the space between these satellites as a storage medium itself by passing highly redundant streams of data between each other. The storage capacity growing as they accelerated outward, wrapping Sol in a web of history.

Here simulations attempt to recapture various estimations of what life was like during the last century of man's reign on the once hospitable Earth that was. The religion of the era requires one to temporarily blot out their memories of the Earth that is and enter a simulation as an infant. You live and learn in one possible Earth that was before dying, passing through the river of Ethel, regaining your memories an entering into the Prime simulacrum.

Once there a second lifetime of meditation on all that was learned integrates the two experiential souls into one coherent being. It is time to move on to the next probable Earth that was.

After an age that grows with each new theorized version of the Earth that was before the whatever that brought about the Earth that is you are assumed to have gained the maturity required to prevent a whatever from destroying the Sol System that is.

A physical body is prepared and the celebration of your birth begins.