Notice how I read your fist two wordless sentences and then prove you wrong and you move the goal post? Notice how you keep talking about how impossible it is to do these things. Notice how you say there was no wheel. Notice now, at every chance untill now, you have belittled the intelligence of the people that built these things. Why wouldn’t I assume that you think aliens did this? You kept talking about how it’s impossible for people to do this. My profession ancestors. The people I most respect and admire and strive to be like. Notice how I said that shit was impressive. They obviously built it. There is no denial of that from anyone. Notice how there is zero denial of the skill, craftsmanship, knowledge, ability, understanding, technical use of tools from my side. Notice how you have none of this, and I have a very good foundational understanding of the tools (from any era), thier uses, the construction, principles, techniques, best practices, the likelihood of ways stone break when shaped. Notice how you change your argument, every time I respond. Notice how you went instantly to insulting me after my very first comment. I’m meeting your energy, dude. You’ve been hostile since your very first response. Notice how I even felt bad for you and your ignorance and apologized when I did meet your hostility with kind. Why can’t you just admit you’re grasping at something that is one of those fundamental principles of stone working; lifting bosses. You can’t lay those sub-millimeter multi-ton stones by lifting them from underneath. You can’t slid them into place without messing things up from grinding them against each other. You use lifting bosses to set them. This is logic. If they are not lifting bosses, tell me what they are.