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08/28/2018
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The fourth dimension.....
.......Or scents that are more than just scent.
There aren't many. This is the first one that I now consciously perceive so.
What I noticed when I dabbed it was his presence. Not somehow a so-called "top note", but a complex, three-dimensional scent picture standing in space. Green, herbaceous, the stems of the wild herbs close enough to touch, the whole meadow real enough to walk on.
Only a slow change of scene, the gaze wanders leisurely from the meadow to the edge of the forest, in the semi-shade where ferns and certain mosses are at home.
High perennials, like Angelica, also feel at home here. Just as small, robust groundcovers as the scented violet.
I can see and feel exactly the fine pleating of the tree bark, the soft rocking of stems and fern fronds in the light wind.
It's more than a hologram...
Meanwhile, I have caught a glimpse of the inside of the forest, continue the path that leads into the depths of it.
Can feel the floor under the feet, the blanket of pine and fir needles feel under the thin soles of shoes.
I see and smell mossed, ancient tree fragments, some of which have already become humus.
I also see the shadows of shreds of bark slowly peeling off from bent branches, and I can see their scent as clearly as if I were smelling directly from them.
As if I held it between the hens and bent my nose over it.
But one thing is strange.... Where is ZEIT???? Does she ever leave here??
Or so imperceptibly slow that one does not consciously perceive it?
And WHY am I looking for than to just enjoy the WHOLE?
Is this the often described Fourth Dimension, so mysterious that it's hard to grasp?
Well possible to have found a way there with "Chypre Mousse".
At least to me it seems to be.
Here is the combination art of a great perfumer at work, which can lead us beyond time, if one opens oneself to it...
There aren't many. This is the first one that I now consciously perceive so.
What I noticed when I dabbed it was his presence. Not somehow a so-called "top note", but a complex, three-dimensional scent picture standing in space. Green, herbaceous, the stems of the wild herbs close enough to touch, the whole meadow real enough to walk on.
Only a slow change of scene, the gaze wanders leisurely from the meadow to the edge of the forest, in the semi-shade where ferns and certain mosses are at home.
High perennials, like Angelica, also feel at home here. Just as small, robust groundcovers as the scented violet.
I can see and feel exactly the fine pleating of the tree bark, the soft rocking of stems and fern fronds in the light wind.
It's more than a hologram...
Meanwhile, I have caught a glimpse of the inside of the forest, continue the path that leads into the depths of it.
Can feel the floor under the feet, the blanket of pine and fir needles feel under the thin soles of shoes.
I see and smell mossed, ancient tree fragments, some of which have already become humus.
I also see the shadows of shreds of bark slowly peeling off from bent branches, and I can see their scent as clearly as if I were smelling directly from them.
As if I held it between the hens and bent my nose over it.
But one thing is strange.... Where is ZEIT???? Does she ever leave here??
Or so imperceptibly slow that one does not consciously perceive it?
And WHY am I looking for than to just enjoy the WHOLE?
Is this the often described Fourth Dimension, so mysterious that it's hard to grasp?
Well possible to have found a way there with "Chypre Mousse".
At least to me it seems to be.
Here is the combination art of a great perfumer at work, which can lead us beyond time, if one opens oneself to it...
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