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To the Church of Holy Incense
My last research led me to a remote church in a lonely village. I stood in front of it, looked at the church and the iron cross on the roof above the bell, ravens crowed beside me and fluttered away. It was cold and wet, windy, a dirty weather. But today was the day. I was told that the altar boys waved very special incense here. This call had spread far beyond the village borders, I even recognized a Stuttgart license plate number at the last service. So it happened that my newspaper - the trade journal Sacreste - asked me to find out more.
When I attended the last fair with a glued-on beard and a fundamentally changed look, I breathed the smoke myself and was in a frenzy. One of the altar boys was waving the censer right next to me. The other participants in my row of seats and I groaned heavily breathing and intoxicated, one even reached for the altar boy and caught him at the tip of his liturgical vestment, but he disappeared.
So now I had applied as an altar boy and was accepted, this was to be my cover. Today was my first day. My goal was to find out what made this incense so extraordinary. After I was introduced and clothed, I saw how the incense was to be filled into the incense burner. I did this obviously too conspicuously and so I was found out or rather my desire was suspected. And now I am lying here, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, released from a car after an endless journey, reporting on the fragments that had been reported to me about the incense. Knowing that this intoxication would befuddle me to such an extent that I could no longer draw any coherent conclusions.
As I sat there, tied up like this in the midst of the steaming incense-barrels, I was laughingly shown how to prepare it. There was a lot of pepper added to the ordinary incense, the result was so intense, compared to Journey Man (my signature), said Amouage creation was just the fragrance for beginners. Anyway, different incense and elemi-resin were mixed, so that the fragrance appeared much more complex and complete than other monotonous incense. This deep, intense fragrance was refined and spiced with saffron. At some point I realized that incense alone is not responsible for this fragrance. Nobody told me, but when the fragrance rose to the ceiling of the room and the room answered the scent with its own scent like in a steam sauna, I noticed the uniqueness of the circumstances. Very untypical was the whole church built of cedar and guaiac tree. This seemed to add a certain sweetness and smokiness. Then it slowly became dizzy around me and I stepped away.
Now I sit here, completely exhausted by the events. It's getting dark, the events happened many hours ago
When I attended the last fair with a glued-on beard and a fundamentally changed look, I breathed the smoke myself and was in a frenzy. One of the altar boys was waving the censer right next to me. The other participants in my row of seats and I groaned heavily breathing and intoxicated, one even reached for the altar boy and caught him at the tip of his liturgical vestment, but he disappeared.
So now I had applied as an altar boy and was accepted, this was to be my cover. Today was my first day. My goal was to find out what made this incense so extraordinary. After I was introduced and clothed, I saw how the incense was to be filled into the incense burner. I did this obviously too conspicuously and so I was found out or rather my desire was suspected. And now I am lying here, somewhere in the middle of nowhere, released from a car after an endless journey, reporting on the fragments that had been reported to me about the incense. Knowing that this intoxication would befuddle me to such an extent that I could no longer draw any coherent conclusions.
As I sat there, tied up like this in the midst of the steaming incense-barrels, I was laughingly shown how to prepare it. There was a lot of pepper added to the ordinary incense, the result was so intense, compared to Journey Man (my signature), said Amouage creation was just the fragrance for beginners. Anyway, different incense and elemi-resin were mixed, so that the fragrance appeared much more complex and complete than other monotonous incense. This deep, intense fragrance was refined and spiced with saffron. At some point I realized that incense alone is not responsible for this fragrance. Nobody told me, but when the fragrance rose to the ceiling of the room and the room answered the scent with its own scent like in a steam sauna, I noticed the uniqueness of the circumstances. Very untypical was the whole church built of cedar and guaiac tree. This seemed to add a certain sweetness and smokiness. Then it slowly became dizzy around me and I stepped away.
Now I sit here, completely exhausted by the events. It's getting dark, the events happened many hours ago
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