Behind my closed eyelids, inside my head

I had one of the most vivid, beautiful and strong experiences of my life in 2003 when I was tripping on LSA (from morning glory) at home with my best friend. We were passing a lot of music and one of those that burned into my mind was Behind Closed Eyelids.

In about 10 minutes from the start there is a tremendously well crafted panning of percussions that feel like they would go inside your head; twisting, turning, warping the mind.

I was sitting on the floor between the speakers as rhythm begun to morph into well-known Shpongle complexity, alien yet familiar sounds in countless layers.

I experienced my personality as a white sheet in black space. It started rotating around at least three different dimensions, flowing with the rhythm. When this point came that I describe like sound entering the back of my head, my personality - that white sheet - started pulsating like a strobe, twisting and turning very rapidly.

Still, after almost three years, I can feel a vague set of similar emotions.

This piece of music has been an important part of my life since then.