No Stated Solution

Ruminations on ruination. Through destruction of the built form in a post apoplectic world, the subjective experience becomes the objective reality. The concrete is no longer concrete. Dissolution of the container into its contents. In the coffin of civilization, chaos begets the cradle. Our tendency towards violence scrapes the earth. The tailings of our collective ruin. Stones are cast and bricks are thrown. The sky falls and the horizon shatters into fragments of distorted tessellation. By design. The outcome is certain. There is no stated solution. (Don't look up.)