MEO FUSCIUNI Spirito Parfum 100 ml Meo Fusciuni - Spirito - Metamorphosis Cycle “I was looking for a single body, I only wanted the harmony around me and the immortal delicacy of its perfume, of its Spirit. I didn't want any of the chosen notes to overwhelm the other. I wanted a timeless perfume, dove my gaze was lost in the olfactory memory of this journey, in a place I have never seen. Dove only the Spirits could arrive. After “Little song” I had a great desire to escape, to escape on a day of primavera or in the summer, but I couldn't and then I imagined, a large field of grass in the wind, I wanted to recreate a place I had never seen, I was accompanied by Emily Dickinson's poetry, by her words, by her visions. I saw that place, I felt it was mine and close to me". "In a place I had never seen, beyond that place I could only imagine. Now I am there, among the scents not spoken out loud, but lived in the spirit, there dove It was never me, nor you, maybe just the souls. And yet I was there, smelling the scents and observing the edges of the forest”. I took my spirit and pushed it to listen. I took my spirit and abandoned it in a cedar forest. On the mountains of silence. We are one thing. Our spirit is another thing. Like will-o'-the-wisps in the forest. Dawn rises in our life. Far from us. Without body and memory. Only the now of the self. Only the now of the spirit. the field is far away everything is far away and I only see the horizon, the sky and the green of the fields, a new sky will arrive to tell us the whole truth. in his poetry I freed myself, in his word I saw myself living, aimlessly and with only one purpose, observing the world without being there. When time breaks, only the fragile leaves sing, only blades of transparent grass speak or whisper to the waves of the forest. When time breaks, the distant field disappears in the sky, only the light understands our destiny. When time broke, and I looked at the edge of the forest of Cedars, it was not I who listened, nor did I look into the eyes of life. in a small piece of fabric or paper, I found seeds, sap and earth. in a small piece of fabric or paper, I found herbs that have been in time. I have lost myself on my path, yet I still seek man. I am transforming into nothing, an experience far from everything, from every word and paragraph. Top Notes: angelica, chamomile, carrot, herbaceous note; Heart Notes: cypress, myrtle, hyssop, paper note; Base Notes: cedar, vetiver, musk, guaiac, elemi, tonka bean absolute. Parfum 100 ml
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