A FREE FLIGHT TICKET OF FANTASY
You sit there with your coffee and think that you have to do something different, build a totally crazy museum with a fresh breeze, the hole from Mozart's Magic Flute, the silver box from Winnetou or machines for amusement. And the fool starts by setting up a room with greetings from everywhere, then a cathedral of socialism and then a conspiratorial art collection. With a rickety ladder, the tour leads to the "Aufschwung Ost" and through other rooms to the original sound of the sinking of the Titanic.
At an old ford on the Elbe, where the old Frankenstraße, the Saxon Jacobsweg and the Thuringian Rennsteig cross in an old pilgrimage place, stands the historic Gasthof Serkowitz, a decaying building. There he settled down, called himself Richard von Gigantikow and baptized his invention
Museum of lies, the name sounds like a cloud of pleasure.
But when you lie in the Museum of Lies, are you speaking the truth?
It led from the hundredth to the thousandth and already he was in a lawsuit, whether this is a museum or not. In the end, it will hopefully become clear: the lie in the service of truth washes the dust of everyday life from the stars.
