Engineering
wrap the earth in bonded graval sands and water blocked in rebar / girders I-beams salt and stature lands and seams benith the eyes. "Continuous Monument: An Architectural Model for Total Urbanization" prestigious and untouched / "City", the statue, aggregate, surface hardness, cubic grids, anticline layers of crushed floor slaps recrummbled and compacted. / built over again.
we are running out of rocks, the quarry became a pit lake which my idiot friend swam in. we were sitting in an unpainted parking lot with only the foot print of a building left in its center, sitting on multiple blankets because the ground was so rough, having a picnic on the heat island, washing the blue off him.
There's always another layer to which you can give up. When you can't take it anymore you die and go to hell and take it forever, in the resolute ground state of your being, which seems relaxing even if it's just regular torture. I really like brimstone?