The Unfinished Axiom of Capri

An intricate cluster of floating, half-formed brass armillary rings and polished obsidian needles that never quite meet to form a closed sphere. Between the gaps, a soft, translucent light pulses with the rhythm of a heartbeat. It feels heavier than it looks, and its surfaces are covered in etched theorems that appear to change or add details whenever the observer looks away, as if the object is constantly correcting its own definition of existence.