Top Notes 
Green notes
Aldehydes
Bergamot
Coriander
Lavender
Rosemary
Heart Notes 
Geranium
Jasmine
Pine needle
Iris
Lily of the valley
Rose
Base Notes 
Amber
Cistus
Leather
Musk
Oakmoss
Vetiver
Patchouli
Sandalwood02/09/2025
Skydiver19
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Skydiver19
Very helpful Review
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The dragon in Mars
You were born in fire. Your body is pure plasma. Your elementary particles revile the bond, are solitary and electrically charged. And the light of your plasma is bright and blinding.
Your name is Mars, your life a single struggle. Your home is at the limit, only in death do you find peace. That is why you are prepared to take great risks.
Your trail of life is often scorched earth, the surviving green responds brightly to you, as protection from burning up near you.
When you love, your hot body loves. You don't know much about your soul. This abstract something inside you, which has often tried to communicate with you, is a stranger, more of a theoretical concept than really tangible. Yet it has implanted a longing in you that your body understands in the darkness of its cells: love is dissolution, entering into something greater. Trust.
If your heart could love, it would want to dissolve in love, melt away and emerge as an amalgam of the two of you.
Your Y chromosomes wonder desperately: How to dissolve in love with all this material baggage? It's solid, it needs a liquid aggregate state to dissolve! And during this self-questioning process, a provocative beauty enters your haze. She sends the answer to your loins by pheromone courier, and they know instantly: Erase! What's with the miserable questions when the blood is calling?
And as your bodily fluids heat up, your pungent exhalations become ever more pervasive, as if to prepare the ground for your urgent plan.
After the boiling over of your cells, when you pull yourself back from the boiling point to normal operating temperature, in the bath of your still pungent sweat, it gradually dawns on you. Now that the dragon fire inside you is going out, you can feel it. A breath of love lives within you, sprouting fine flowers from your leather loins, playing softly with your musky blood and caressing your damp forehead with dry-grassed, blessing cistus.
You feel a deep trust in life, you can surrender to this feeling until it closes your eyelids to a sweet sleep in the arms of your beloved.
**@!
At the beginning of the fragrance adventure, gods throw lightning darts that patter aldehyde-green to the ground. Green notes are immediately on hand to absorb and soften the impact with their backlighting. Herbaceous rosemary unfolds its aroma and brings calming lavender into play.
After the storm is before the storm. A fluid, pungent sequence takes over the olfactory space, swelling, bright and with a dark message. An irrepressible will makes itself known, pulls me under its spell, as if through a spiral I land in its center, where nothing distinguishable takes place. Only the clear feeling that I no longer have a will of my own. Light and dark roaring, and after a 'battle' of bodies, the literally gripping sharpness withdraws. Not entirely by itself, but with the support of pine needles, which take the speed out of the tornado with their green-etheric tips.
The stormy low 'Mars' (could contain ginger, not listed) is followed by the stable high 'Venus' with striking rose geranium in the transition, followed by lovely shy lily of the valley, smoothing iris and tender rose.
The calm that sets in is deeply relaxing after this olfactory 'storm'. A feeling of trust arises and allows you to settle down peacefully in a base that could hardly be more dreamlike. The animalistic notes of leather, musk and amber come together to form a soulful, somatic and nurturing trio and create a delightful finish. It becomes finely woody and grounded and, over time, increasingly cistus-tender, almost blissful.
The contrasting events remind me of an adventure in which you lose control and lose your bearings. Once you've got through it and you're back in your comfort zone, looking back there's a deeply satisfying feeling that's hard to forget - like everything that's experienced outside your comfort zone.
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This fragrance adventure was also in a fragrance pack from ElAttarine - thanks again!
Your name is Mars, your life a single struggle. Your home is at the limit, only in death do you find peace. That is why you are prepared to take great risks.
Your trail of life is often scorched earth, the surviving green responds brightly to you, as protection from burning up near you.
When you love, your hot body loves. You don't know much about your soul. This abstract something inside you, which has often tried to communicate with you, is a stranger, more of a theoretical concept than really tangible. Yet it has implanted a longing in you that your body understands in the darkness of its cells: love is dissolution, entering into something greater. Trust.
If your heart could love, it would want to dissolve in love, melt away and emerge as an amalgam of the two of you.
Your Y chromosomes wonder desperately: How to dissolve in love with all this material baggage? It's solid, it needs a liquid aggregate state to dissolve! And during this self-questioning process, a provocative beauty enters your haze. She sends the answer to your loins by pheromone courier, and they know instantly: Erase! What's with the miserable questions when the blood is calling?
And as your bodily fluids heat up, your pungent exhalations become ever more pervasive, as if to prepare the ground for your urgent plan.
After the boiling over of your cells, when you pull yourself back from the boiling point to normal operating temperature, in the bath of your still pungent sweat, it gradually dawns on you. Now that the dragon fire inside you is going out, you can feel it. A breath of love lives within you, sprouting fine flowers from your leather loins, playing softly with your musky blood and caressing your damp forehead with dry-grassed, blessing cistus.
You feel a deep trust in life, you can surrender to this feeling until it closes your eyelids to a sweet sleep in the arms of your beloved.
**@!
At the beginning of the fragrance adventure, gods throw lightning darts that patter aldehyde-green to the ground. Green notes are immediately on hand to absorb and soften the impact with their backlighting. Herbaceous rosemary unfolds its aroma and brings calming lavender into play.
After the storm is before the storm. A fluid, pungent sequence takes over the olfactory space, swelling, bright and with a dark message. An irrepressible will makes itself known, pulls me under its spell, as if through a spiral I land in its center, where nothing distinguishable takes place. Only the clear feeling that I no longer have a will of my own. Light and dark roaring, and after a 'battle' of bodies, the literally gripping sharpness withdraws. Not entirely by itself, but with the support of pine needles, which take the speed out of the tornado with their green-etheric tips.
The stormy low 'Mars' (could contain ginger, not listed) is followed by the stable high 'Venus' with striking rose geranium in the transition, followed by lovely shy lily of the valley, smoothing iris and tender rose.
The calm that sets in is deeply relaxing after this olfactory 'storm'. A feeling of trust arises and allows you to settle down peacefully in a base that could hardly be more dreamlike. The animalistic notes of leather, musk and amber come together to form a soulful, somatic and nurturing trio and create a delightful finish. It becomes finely woody and grounded and, over time, increasingly cistus-tender, almost blissful.
The contrasting events remind me of an adventure in which you lose control and lose your bearings. Once you've got through it and you're back in your comfort zone, looking back there's a deeply satisfying feeling that's hard to forget - like everything that's experienced outside your comfort zone.
_______
This fragrance adventure was also in a fragrance pack from ElAttarine - thanks again!
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