FILIPPO SORCINELLI Rosa Nigra Extrait 100 ml To believe that light can bathe the pure marble of a sculpture, making it transparent. The sun hits it, and in the explosion it makes it devoid of matter, disconnecting it from the world with a propulsive force that tends to go beyond the infinite, freeing it from weight and transforming it into transparency. The light thus filters, liquefies the white, revealing conductive lines that speak of a sanctuary to the rose. Away with clichés, the skeleton now approaches and the physical structure of the ancient wood manifests itself together with its memory devoted to innocence. And yet it is complex, and yet it is a simple falsehood that exudes love. Love of the flower and its black roots. All the ineffable woodiness of Cashmere takes over. Its tension releases the precious instincts of deer musk, regulated by the harmonious line of Amber with sparkling nuances of vanilla. The simple false silence lifts the soul of the heart with reflections of freesia, in the imaginative dissonance of the Sandalwood, and like the sun it dazzles and shapes it, infecting it with the ineffable sense of the peach fruit. The architect knows well that this is an affective event that calls all things to itself, gratuitously, connecting the contingency to a future, an event that destabilizes common logic, an event that "happens to me", that tocca to me like a cloud realizes me. And here is the grace in the perennial plants with the unnerving buds of the Greater Wormwood, a miracle trunk revealing the sublime through the madness that exalts and leads. The ego is shattered, beyond the metamorphosis of the false rose now, beyond the logic of the sublime. And one lives a secret, enigmatic and exuberant dimension. One must believe in the Rosa Nigra, dove the most appropriate reality of it is its imaginative form. Mysterious complexity. *ALSO AVAILABLE IN THE NEW PACKAGING* Extrait de Parfum 100 ml
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