Psycho Circus III

The circus has always made me sad. Caged animals, the fake smiles of a clown, a sense of inner emptiness and oppression, mixed by an apparent euphoria for a show that somehow represents the life. A monkey under the influence of lsd, sees the circus from her perspective, somehow wants escape out of the cage but can not; vomits a clown with his deepest thoughts, hidden fears. We all are monkeys, living in an apparent "Free" world. The bars of prison are our most hidden thoughts, our primordial fears from which it is often difficult to escape.