I see that you are determined to occupy communication’s plain of thorns.
The waste site has to send the opposite message, straight into the collective unconscious, drawing the eye yet repelling the spirit. The Holocaust memorial in Berlin zig-zags, its hard edges offering no comfort or nobility. Similar thinking led to the panel?s proposed designs.
Consider the Black Hole: a black basalt slab, unbearably hot from accumulated sun?s heat. Laced with thick, crazy-quilt expansion joints like cracks in parched plains, it forbids farming or drilling.
Or the Rubble Landscape: the local stone, dynamited and bulldozed into a crude square pile covering the whole Project. It rears above the landscape, hard to hike through, a place destroyed, not made.
With a bit more trouble, Forbidding Blocks: that same broken stone, cast into mixed concrete/stone blocks 25 feet on a side, dyed black, irregular, distorted. They define a square, with “streets” five feet wide between clocks. But the streets lead nowhere and no one could live or farm there. The blocks get very hot, and the whole crudely ordered array massively denies use. Some granite blocks stand out, covered with inscriptions, warnings.
The Plain of Thorns sprouts eighty-feet high basalt spikes, erupting from the ground. They jut at all angles, which can cause cracking and faster erosion. To offset this, perhaps use a Fiend of Spikes, perfectly vertical, interspersed among the Thorns. If the Thorns can’t fall and damage the Spikes, eventually only the Spikes remain, in a field of rubble."
