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The driftwood
On those distant northern shores,
Where fern moss jungles
encountering the cold ocean,
There's a gray driftwood
One of the great big ones
That now rests there and thinks for itself:
Where am I here?
How did I get here?
What all happened?
Where did the waters take me?
what have I seen?
Wasn't I once
So beautiful and strong,
So full of life, full of pride?
But now the wind has broken me
Now I'm just old wood!
What am I rotten and bleached,
Overgrown by algae.
Washed out by salty spray!
But my core, my true self
I'm not losing the wood!
And on these northern shores
Where grey sky falls into the sea,
It's always full of storms there.
But today there are wafts of mist
They soften everything around me
Now I'll rest here >br />
And dream softly,
than the tide change ball,
that new life sprouts from me
If only by moss infestation.
Where fern moss jungles
encountering the cold ocean,
There's a gray driftwood
One of the great big ones
That now rests there and thinks for itself:
Where am I here?
How did I get here?
What all happened?
Where did the waters take me?
what have I seen?
Wasn't I once
So beautiful and strong,
So full of life, full of pride?
But now the wind has broken me
Now I'm just old wood!
What am I rotten and bleached,
Overgrown by algae.
Washed out by salty spray!
But my core, my true self
I'm not losing the wood!
And on these northern shores
Where grey sky falls into the sea,
It's always full of storms there.
But today there are wafts of mist
They soften everything around me
Now I'll rest here >br />
And dream softly,
than the tide change ball,
that new life sprouts from me
If only by moss infestation.
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Horny, horny, horny! Sour, fruity, earthy
Exactly my booty pattern. Like an autumn meadow covered with leaves in the morning dew on which cheeky, boldly sour winter apples cavort, which the wind swept from their trees...
Jazzig casual? Absolutely! However, less in the sense of a wicked smoky club atmosphere than more in the sense of jazz music: create maximum effect with a few simple means. Just as the jazz drummer with snare, bass drum and hi-hat can sometimes produce more tam-tam than many a bad, nasty metal drummer behind his man-high clubhouse. Chypre Mojo 45 is also able to create powerful, effective images in my head in a casually simple and very clearly composed way. Pictures of autumnal freshness, in which one can still feel the warmth and sweetness of the fading summer, in which the joy of full life is just as much appreciated as the melancholy about the transience of our being.
Michel Almairac is said to have used 45 experiments to compose Chypre Mojo. 45 attempts that led him to this wonderful fragrance. 45 attempts to merge the opposing elements into a crackling living unity. And this is exactly how I experience Chypro Mojo: crackling, lively, fresh with hints of an earthy, slightly musty aura. In this sense, the fragrance is also a genuine chypre for me. The bow, the chypre edge is there very clearly. What he lacks is the complexity and depth of classical chypres. And of course the bitter moss. But the Chypre Mojo does not disqualify him as a Chypre, but rather makes him a modern interpretation of the classical Chypre theme.
The scent starts sour. But no overly lemony-like acid, but rather a fruity one. The acidity remains in the fragrance throughout the whole process. Even after 10 hours I can still clearly perceive this fruity acidity. In the course of the process, the fruity substance increasingly pushes itself to the side of the acid as a supporting element. It's getting sweeter. However, less a spicy or vanilla sweetness but a clearly fruity sweetness. I can't smell the mango responsible for it. For me, that's more of an undefined fruit. This crackling sweet and sour fruit play creates a wonderful summer liveliness in my head, into which a touch of melancholy is woven with the gentle insertion of the patchouli note. The patchouli never comes to the fore. It is just so present that you can feel at any time in which direction this charming summer round will develop sometime: namely like everything in this life - towards its end. In this triad, the fragrance remains distinctly linear throughout its entire life span. Which, by the way, can really be seen. Applied in sufficient quantity, the scent is very persistent on me. 10 - 12 hours are loose in it. The projection is moderate to present. No firecracker that fills rooms, but enough power to reach the people standing next to you.
Chypre Mojo is a fragrance that immediately ran into my open doors. The elegance and nonchalance with which Chypre Mojo picks up such a serious theme as the contrast between the joy of life and the melancholy about its transience is simply impressive. Whether Michel Almairac seriously aimed at this in the end with his composition, is put there. But the images that are created so in my head .
Dear people, thank you for reading my Newbie commentary. I hope it has made a little desire on Chypre Mojo.
Jazzig casual? Absolutely! However, less in the sense of a wicked smoky club atmosphere than more in the sense of jazz music: create maximum effect with a few simple means. Just as the jazz drummer with snare, bass drum and hi-hat can sometimes produce more tam-tam than many a bad, nasty metal drummer behind his man-high clubhouse. Chypre Mojo 45 is also able to create powerful, effective images in my head in a casually simple and very clearly composed way. Pictures of autumnal freshness, in which one can still feel the warmth and sweetness of the fading summer, in which the joy of full life is just as much appreciated as the melancholy about the transience of our being.
Michel Almairac is said to have used 45 experiments to compose Chypre Mojo. 45 attempts that led him to this wonderful fragrance. 45 attempts to merge the opposing elements into a crackling living unity. And this is exactly how I experience Chypro Mojo: crackling, lively, fresh with hints of an earthy, slightly musty aura. In this sense, the fragrance is also a genuine chypre for me. The bow, the chypre edge is there very clearly. What he lacks is the complexity and depth of classical chypres. And of course the bitter moss. But the Chypre Mojo does not disqualify him as a Chypre, but rather makes him a modern interpretation of the classical Chypre theme.
The scent starts sour. But no overly lemony-like acid, but rather a fruity one. The acidity remains in the fragrance throughout the whole process. Even after 10 hours I can still clearly perceive this fruity acidity. In the course of the process, the fruity substance increasingly pushes itself to the side of the acid as a supporting element. It's getting sweeter. However, less a spicy or vanilla sweetness but a clearly fruity sweetness. I can't smell the mango responsible for it. For me, that's more of an undefined fruit. This crackling sweet and sour fruit play creates a wonderful summer liveliness in my head, into which a touch of melancholy is woven with the gentle insertion of the patchouli note. The patchouli never comes to the fore. It is just so present that you can feel at any time in which direction this charming summer round will develop sometime: namely like everything in this life - towards its end. In this triad, the fragrance remains distinctly linear throughout its entire life span. Which, by the way, can really be seen. Applied in sufficient quantity, the scent is very persistent on me. 10 - 12 hours are loose in it. The projection is moderate to present. No firecracker that fills rooms, but enough power to reach the people standing next to you.
Chypre Mojo is a fragrance that immediately ran into my open doors. The elegance and nonchalance with which Chypre Mojo picks up such a serious theme as the contrast between the joy of life and the melancholy about its transience is simply impressive. Whether Michel Almairac seriously aimed at this in the end with his composition, is put there. But the images that are created so in my head .
Dear people, thank you for reading my Newbie commentary. I hope it has made a little desire on Chypre Mojo.
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