The heavy stone must be stacked. Why else remote muscle firings and vascular control? To pull in unison and stack the tonnes. Repetition. Will in stone.

Just add the predetermined clock and subconscious dictation and you have pyramids. Those that came after were far less than Giza, more pecuniary and greedy, but they still hate the gravediggers, scientifically minded and less fond of irritating analogy.

Giza had a categorically higher power over vibration.

The intelligence left the planet millennia ago, leaving only the obsessive stone stack.

They only want to repeat themselves. There can never be innovation. They committed to memory absolutely an initial impression and with that they will refrain your lifetime. The same is said decade after decade. If matters were allowed to change and improve, then they couldn’t repeat themselves and they only want to repeat themselves.

Stack the heavy stone: we never got off this planet. Our memory will be erased by the supernova inevitably. In fact, their memory did fail. Erasure: oblivion of the monument because they could not transport beyond it.

They only want to repeat themselves. They were a planetary disorder. They are an obsessively hateful and compulsively contradictory disease.

But they will not unstack my heavy stone.

Trivial desert winds.

Will prevails while the breath lasts.

You would cease to be yourself, some other.