How do you recognize the signs of the times?

How do you recognize the signs of the times?
Ich bin auf diesen Planeten gekommen, um mein individuelles Selbst zum Ausdruck zu bringen
I have come to this planet to express my individual self
von 21.06.-23-06. nehme ich zusammen mit Uschi Siebauer an den Atelier Tagen der Domagkateliers teil.
Ihr findet uns im Kunstkiosk kuratiert von kerstin skringer und susu gorth
from 21.06.-23-06. I will participate together with Uschi Siebauer in the studio days of the Domagkateliers.
You will find us at the Kunstkiosk curated by kerstin skringer and susu gorth
what would any of us do or be without all this and without one another?
are ‘things’ only a secondary, emergent property of relationships?
what really is there to like about humans?
is it the capacity to be vulnerable, to wonder, and to love?
In our explorations of reality, how can we know what to trust?
are humans deeply flawed beings?
Does every person dissolve his/her soul over time into mind, morals and great ideas?
If so, is this an irrevocable process?
If the multiverse exists, did it come into existence through necessity, chance or purpose?
Is it just me, or does something smell suspicious about all this?
no escape from bliss
am i right?
am i wrong?
is it fair to assume that basically
every member of the human species suffers from
a large number of disorders?
Which way leads to bliss?
a) the knowledge of the truth
b) the renunciation of the knowledge of the truth
is man to big or to small to come into the possession of truth?
is the transition from blossoming life
to withered life more painful than
the transition from withered life to nonexistence?
Is there a possibility of second-order knowledge?
What kind of salvation do you seek to achieve?
a) Salvation from the restlessness of existence
b) Salvation from the struggles of the world
c) Salvation from the chase and hurry of life
shall you have a good day? – maybe
are you okey right now?
they ask you questions and you become aware you don’t have answers
where is the escapism in this?
asking questions means opening chasms that only the foolish are not afraid to cross.
how do we work this?
can i help?
are our sins catching up with us?
why do we so dread to think of our species as a species?
say, isn’t it strange?
How do you know it’s over?
what if i am the future?
what if there is another world, less ridiculous and less sad?
what is the cause of all this turmoil?
are you still looking?
can truth get away with anything?
have you heard of the theory, that the brain is inverted?
what we call the vertex is really it’s base. and what we call it’s base is really it’s vertex.
who’s in charge here?
Is god keeping a professional distance from his favourite species?
Is the chaos that began everything, the same chaos that will end everything?
Will it make sense when we will be grown up?
Is it over yet?