03/15/2020

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The wondrous path of the slow fuse
Antimony: Used in the 17th century as arcanum, i.e. miracle cure for almost all diseases, the highly toxic element is now used in the form of antimony oxide as a fire accelerating substance in matches and fuses.
Presumably it is dark now, the high sky and the atmosphere are indistinct, the greenish glow of the galangal, herbal, inertly spicy, completely outshines the low-contrast backdrop for a moment, as if I were blinded by the cone of light of a lantern, which reveals itself a few moments later as the sparking flame of a fuse. Silently and slowly the sparkler-like fireworks take place, spark by spark, away from the fuse, the tanbark wanders in slow motion through the soft cotton wool of warm copal, before it blazes licorice-like in a whirl of incense and tarry henna, which from now on combines with the green glowing galangal. I hallucinate red tattoos flickering along the fuse like cave paintings, the smoky hay of the screw tree, soothing cones of incense.
Then the fuse is dipped into black earth, into oily bitter, tart nard, in which the mulch of dark woods wafts, like whisky is fermenting malty. Here, the sparks now ignite for several hours and scorch the herbs in the oud liqueur, before the fuse moves into sandalwood, through cambium channels into the creamy sea, where the incense goes out in slow motion, hissing in slow motion, the sandalwood is mixed with earth in the attar, the fuse leads back into the nard, the herbal glow loses its radiance. Once again the fuse leads through the malty oud, liqueur lies quietly on my skin, after a good nine hours the fuse ends in a brown-red match head.
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Antimony is a soothing, smoky, earthy scent, initially dominated by herbal, spicy, ginger-like galangal, but soon tipped by sweetish resinous and later spicy-creamy aromas as well as the tea rose notes of henna, finally culminating in mitti attar and liqueur-like oud, and at the very end actually smells like a match head. The sillage is moderate for the first two hours or so and the remaining seven to eight hours are very close to the skin.
(With thanks to Kylesa)
Presumably it is dark now, the high sky and the atmosphere are indistinct, the greenish glow of the galangal, herbal, inertly spicy, completely outshines the low-contrast backdrop for a moment, as if I were blinded by the cone of light of a lantern, which reveals itself a few moments later as the sparking flame of a fuse. Silently and slowly the sparkler-like fireworks take place, spark by spark, away from the fuse, the tanbark wanders in slow motion through the soft cotton wool of warm copal, before it blazes licorice-like in a whirl of incense and tarry henna, which from now on combines with the green glowing galangal. I hallucinate red tattoos flickering along the fuse like cave paintings, the smoky hay of the screw tree, soothing cones of incense.
Then the fuse is dipped into black earth, into oily bitter, tart nard, in which the mulch of dark woods wafts, like whisky is fermenting malty. Here, the sparks now ignite for several hours and scorch the herbs in the oud liqueur, before the fuse moves into sandalwood, through cambium channels into the creamy sea, where the incense goes out in slow motion, hissing in slow motion, the sandalwood is mixed with earth in the attar, the fuse leads back into the nard, the herbal glow loses its radiance. Once again the fuse leads through the malty oud, liqueur lies quietly on my skin, after a good nine hours the fuse ends in a brown-red match head.
**
Antimony is a soothing, smoky, earthy scent, initially dominated by herbal, spicy, ginger-like galangal, but soon tipped by sweetish resinous and later spicy-creamy aromas as well as the tea rose notes of henna, finally culminating in mitti attar and liqueur-like oud, and at the very end actually smells like a match head. The sillage is moderate for the first two hours or so and the remaining seven to eight hours are very close to the skin.
(With thanks to Kylesa)
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