Seductive stones.

Cyprus, Aphrodite's birthplace. Pygmalion was king. He fell in love with the statue of a beautiful young woman. Aphrodite, goddess of love,was irritated by this mating of the unreal with the real. So she turned the stone into flesh. Aphrodite of Cnidos, a statue on a hill. Many navigators use to circle the island of Cnidos just to see it. To contemplate on its rigid aesthetics. One young man went beyond contemplation and fell in love with the marble mass...a human went non. At night, in his erotic delirium, he would hide inside the temple grounds.

And attempt to unite himself with the statue. Simulating with a simulacrum. Overdosed with desire, he'd rub himself against the marble. He rubbed and rubbed and rubbed. He rubbed so much that even today you can see where his rubbings wore off. For hours he'd sit in front of the statue and talk to it about love. But no matter how much he declared his love and desire, the statue remained motionless. He kissed it and caressed it but it wouldn't respond. Exasperated, he fell into his fiction and asked the gods for a sign. A sign indicating that Afrodite loved him. And when this sign didn't come, he threw himself over the cliff and into the sea.

Love can be terminal.

No real woman can compare to an artificial perfection. Therefore a man who falls in love with a statue basically says that no real woman is worth falling in love with.

Stone stays the same and doesn't change with time.

Immobilized.