The show.
The epic circus of such great magnitude that folk from other towns come to see it.
There's something there for everyone they say. The experiment of the psychological effects of the disturbing evaluation of our life and existence do you know YOUR purpose? Or is there still mystery shrouding your existence?
The kids and adults all line up to sit down inside the great dome of the great machine.
The show.
The circus.
*announcer* "Ladies and gentleman, do you want the show to start? Do you want the epic circus of incredible imagination to begin? Do you? Cheer! Show your appreciation. OK. Are you ready? Then, let's begin...."
The curtains are drawn and the show has begun
The sadistic ventures of the disturbed human mindWho came up with this shit?
And you bring your kids to see it?
Some people are fucking mad
Insane to the end
Well, huh, let's tie up these loose ends
I'm sick of the expectation
Is there any worse degradation?
Is there any more extreme view of our lives and decisions?
Is there anything that can be done?
Or are we going to fall apart at the seams forever?
Spinning in this cycle of hatred.
The sadistic ventures of the clowns on show are apparent as they clamber around the audience. They don't make you laugh. You're there to make them laugh. You think you're there to enjoy this? You think you're there to be served?
No.
No.You're there to serve. You always were.
It's getting out of hand now. A boy is crying. The clown is up in his face, his mask of makeup hiding his identity and portraying him as a sado-masochist who eats children alive.
He is not real.
We are not real.
The clown is laughing while the opposite emotions are displayed on the sobbing child, his mother telling him to shush and enjoy the show.
But how can he enjoy this?
One man in cloak and hat is sitting to the side. He stands up. He's the savior of the people.
The great show. This epic circus.
The man approaches the clown harassing the child without a shadow of emotion.
He pulls the joker away and throws him to the ground. The great show has now begun.
Is this what you people wanted? Is this what you came for? ARE YOU HAPPY? ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW? ARE YOU? DON'T LIE TO ME. DON'T FUCKING LIE. CAN YOU DO THIS AGAIN? SAY IT AGAIN. I'LL SAVE YOU. I'LL HELP YOU. BUT FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKED UP WAYS. THIS. IS. A. JOKE. YOU THINK YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN CRACK A JOKE? YOU'RE A FUCKING LIAR AND YOU KNOW IT.FUCK.
YOU.
The curtains are closed. The show has finished and the crowds are dispersing. The merry go round and other rides set up outside the giant tent are still in full flow. Kids ride them and laugh. The enjoyment of youth.
The twisted way this show was presented.
It's like we're stuck in a rut. This fate can't be dented.The rage and anger pent up inside had to be vented.
*We can release ourselves here. We can be who we are*
Are you scared? You should be.
We'll take our time. We'll settle down. And we'll see.
Looking up at the sky you can almost touch the stars. But they're always out of reach.
So try harder.
The show's reign as the greatest on earth will never fault. It will always be there.
And to go is a dare.
You'll become trapped in the devils snare.
Locked in his lair.
Fighting for air.
Running scared, crying for your life.
The show.
The epic circus.
It's no joke.
It's a serious fucking matter.
So as the kids and adults from this little town and all the others around crowd round to see the unveiling of the great machine, why don't we go down and see the show? It could be fun.
