Ad Infinitum

Ad Infinitum

A long life's journey into always new horizons

And now he is trying again to bring time to a standstill

Come now; what masques, what dances shall we have?

The armillary emerges quietly from the depths of the universe

Stealing the hour leaves nothing but finite minutes anyway

We stood in awe before this labyrinth and looked

Bia’s arithmetic triangle piercing sharply into all horizons

About one hundred-and-twenty joyful minutes away from infinity

East of nowhere they discovered the lost continent of Mu

© ATELIER Karin Hillmer Photographs