So this Alternative Trip-Gypsy-Punk (#OpalPunk) joint is about a really, really "bad trip" I was stormed with at age 17. 
To call it a bad trip, more than trivializes a moment in my life which altered me forever. 
This was my first induction to Gonzo-level ego death and existential release--trapped in a jagged pocket dimension, stuck for time than I can conceive, much less explain. The CD of Time got rattled by unexpected outside force. 
Etching forth, whipping back, forever on and ever more.

Anyway, this song was written back then, lyrically. The Music Composition was a more recent loss of sanity. But don't worry about me:
The last one, as have been all but few since 2007, was highly elective--arguably recreational.

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Opal Punk (Nayt Waldon)