It is born in the depths of the soul, a concave spirit that fills with fluid life destined for form.
It is pain and birth, union and separation, merging and tearing apart, a lacerating love that creates and carries forward its own “Self,” giving it new meaning.
It is breath and cry coursing through the senses.
It is the contradiction of one who is singular yet can become two without ever being solitude again. A fragrance that evokes the contrasts of living, which is harmony precisely in its mismatched corners, revealed in the balance of existence itself.
Man as matter that is shaped in experiencing a treacherous game whose rules and rewards he does not know, yet he stands ready to embrace life raw and bare as it comes.
And then it begins again... and all vital energy releases its sweet, piercing fragrance.
It is born in the depths of the soul, a concave spirit that fills with fluid life destined for form.
It is pain and birth, union and separation, merging and tearing apart, a lacerating love that creates and carries forward its own “Self,” giving it new meaning.
It is breath and cry coursing through the senses.
It is the contradiction of one who is singular yet can become two without ever being solitude again. A fragrance that evokes the contrasts of living, which is harmony precisely in its mismatched corners, revealed in the balance of existence itself.
Man as matter that is shaped in experiencing a treacherous game whose rules and rewards he does not know, yet he stands ready to embrace life raw and bare as it comes.
And then it begins again... and all vital energy releases its sweet, piercing fragrance.