*NEW* Meditation with the Gods: Bastet
NA Perfume Description
Light of Bastet: The feline Goddess moved to her throne in the centre of the Temple her long black tail whispering through the air as it moved to and fro. Sitting down she beckoned for a Priest to bring her a bowl of goats milk.
When the Priest came with her bowl she looked at him with her cat eyes and he stood mesmerized by her beauty. Sleek and sultry and yet stern and strong to anyone that would vitiate her Temple of Love. The Priest left finally and she stepped off from her throne and onto all fours and slowly, as if seeking to catch a mouse, and most licentious she sought the bowl of milk and lapped at it as the quiet onlookers of the Temple watched.
Bast stood finally and took from her over her ear a cone of incense and lit it with fire from her breath. As the incense made it's way through the room a sense of pleasure pervaded everyone's minds within the Temple walls.
Bastet stood with a sexually charged grin and kissed the air of smoke and blew it toward them all. Love filled their hearts as they left her domain and taking with them they were given the breath of a Goddess, the surreptitiousness of a whisper and the prowl of a feline. Into the night they took longing with them when they met upon their partners in life and a seduction unlike any other.
Within solace we can find the secrets to our hearts, that which cause conflict upon ourselves, that which breaks and opens like a flower when Love touches upon our skin. As Bastet moved throughout the Temple her incense filled their spirits within the capacity of their instruments until finally they understood it was natural to Love if that Love was returned. To face ourselves and look there for once in our lives so that we can have the eloquence to understand and love here within first if we will ever be capable of Loving another. To Love thyself is to understand the capacity of that in which we can Love within another.
Bastet returned to her throne and left the empty bowl in the centre of the room as a sign that she could give no more this day. The soft music came from outside the Temple, a soft swaying Egyptian music that put the feline Goddess to rest on her throne though her tail could not sit still as it moved to and fro to the sound of not the music but of the musician and his heartbeat within it's sound.
The Meditation with the Gods is a new Collection from NA to intrigue the senses with the SCentuality of scent and thought.
Egyptian Black Vanilla, Egytpian Musk, Egyptian Champa Flower, Dark Incensed Rose of Cairo, Chanda, and Vanilla Musk of India.
The Meditation line is not available in Skarab form.
When the Priest came with her bowl she looked at him with her cat eyes and he stood mesmerized by her beauty. Sleek and sultry and yet stern and strong to anyone that would vitiate her Temple of Love. The Priest left finally and she stepped off from her throne and onto all fours and slowly, as if seeking to catch a mouse, and most licentious she sought the bowl of milk and lapped at it as the quiet onlookers of the Temple watched.
Bast stood finally and took from her over her ear a cone of incense and lit it with fire from her breath. As the incense made it's way through the room a sense of pleasure pervaded everyone's minds within the Temple walls.
Bastet stood with a sexually charged grin and kissed the air of smoke and blew it toward them all. Love filled their hearts as they left her domain and taking with them they were given the breath of a Goddess, the surreptitiousness of a whisper and the prowl of a feline. Into the night they took longing with them when they met upon their partners in life and a seduction unlike any other.
Within solace we can find the secrets to our hearts, that which cause conflict upon ourselves, that which breaks and opens like a flower when Love touches upon our skin. As Bastet moved throughout the Temple her incense filled their spirits within the capacity of their instruments until finally they understood it was natural to Love if that Love was returned. To face ourselves and look there for once in our lives so that we can have the eloquence to understand and love here within first if we will ever be capable of Loving another. To Love thyself is to understand the capacity of that in which we can Love within another.
Bastet returned to her throne and left the empty bowl in the centre of the room as a sign that she could give no more this day. The soft music came from outside the Temple, a soft swaying Egyptian music that put the feline Goddess to rest on her throne though her tail could not sit still as it moved to and fro to the sound of not the music but of the musician and his heartbeat within it's sound.
The Meditation with the Gods is a new Collection from NA to intrigue the senses with the SCentuality of scent and thought.
Egyptian Black Vanilla, Egytpian Musk, Egyptian Champa Flower, Dark Incensed Rose of Cairo, Chanda, and Vanilla Musk of India.
The Meditation line is not available in Skarab form.
