In the dance of life, the sacred clown emerges as a force untamed, dropping halos into choke chains, weaving a paradox of backward antics and retrograde waves through the tapestry of human experience. He that wears infinite masks, becomes a vital companion for higher thought, leading us through the psychosocial maze of archetypes and heightened states.

The trickster finds joy in shaking up the permanence and impermanence, the sacred and the profane. A personification of crossroads, the sacred clown becomes a shattered compass pointing in all directions, creating a contrary equilibrium in the whirlwind of existence.