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09/09/2018
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Dark lurking in the depths
Slowly it starts. Dark berries float on top, aromatic, fruity, also spiny and slightly rough.
Almost already inside but still quite orange-coloured flowers with quiet "animalie" at the top. Not really !animal, but also not purely "vegetable". But that makes me very curious about what comes next. COMING???
Quietly it rumbles, something wants to come, exerts itself, doesn't quite make it yet, but that's only a matter of time.---WARTEN----Waiting I like to enjoy the excitement.
The first thing that excites is a rose, velvet red, dark shimmering and equally fragrant.
Together with some jasmine just escaped the deepest stage.
But it doesn't take long before Patchouli joins them all in a deep brown, reddish light.
Like lamplight behind a window on a moonless night. Lost in dreams and beautiful.
Time of silence, time of reflection on the essential.
This silence is hardly touched by the one who now wants to rain, as if from afar, like silent fog. But clearly noticeable. VIBRATIONS.
The impression of invisible, spicy smoke, ancient and sublime.
And wood has long since been transformed into "liquid gold" of trees. The scents of its bark and its inner wood are finely preserved. Dark and warm. Tintig "tarry" accents "far away and yet perceptible.
Where do they come from? And where are they going?
They emerge from the depths of the fragrance, first lurking, taking interest, stay a long time and slowly disappear back to where they came from.
In the silence of darkness......
Almost already inside but still quite orange-coloured flowers with quiet "animalie" at the top. Not really !animal, but also not purely "vegetable". But that makes me very curious about what comes next. COMING???
Quietly it rumbles, something wants to come, exerts itself, doesn't quite make it yet, but that's only a matter of time.---WARTEN----Waiting I like to enjoy the excitement.
The first thing that excites is a rose, velvet red, dark shimmering and equally fragrant.
Together with some jasmine just escaped the deepest stage.
But it doesn't take long before Patchouli joins them all in a deep brown, reddish light.
Like lamplight behind a window on a moonless night. Lost in dreams and beautiful.
Time of silence, time of reflection on the essential.
This silence is hardly touched by the one who now wants to rain, as if from afar, like silent fog. But clearly noticeable. VIBRATIONS.
The impression of invisible, spicy smoke, ancient and sublime.
And wood has long since been transformed into "liquid gold" of trees. The scents of its bark and its inner wood are finely preserved. Dark and warm. Tintig "tarry" accents "far away and yet perceptible.
Where do they come from? And where are they going?
They emerge from the depths of the fragrance, first lurking, taking interest, stay a long time and slowly disappear back to where they came from.
In the silence of darkness......
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