Dead can Sleep
NA Perfume Description
In drop down - Default SAMPLE Orange Vial $4/5ml Cobalt Blue Bottle +12 ($16)
"Death's brother, Sleep." ~Virgil
"Sleep is a death, O make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die: And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed." ~Sir Thomas Browne
"Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...." ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth." ~Walt Whitman
Anabolic to us is the need for sleep. Thrust into a world of dreams and nightmares. Here the fabric of wake and sleep close their paths and elude consciousness and response.
Suspended within both worlds our bodies rest and reconcile what we have put it through during the day, inclusive this is to the mind, the body and the spirit.
Alas...what restlessness comes in the form of nightmare and dreams when the life in which it is so used to comes no more?
In death...do we not sleep? In the after...do we not dream again?
Inhale upon this perfume so that both worlds collide and in doing so our sleep is fundamental while the other side and its sleep is for the dead.
"The dead can sleep when we are through and out from the dreams that man dreams." ~Emerson Hart
Dark Lavender, Graveyard Dirt, Black Patchouli, Amber, Musk, Raw Chamomile, Valerian Root and a drop of Oud.
"Death's brother, Sleep." ~Virgil
"Sleep is a death, O make me try, By sleeping, what it is to die: And as gently lay my head On my grave, as now my bed." ~Sir Thomas Browne
"Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death...." ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
"Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons. It is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth." ~Walt Whitman
Anabolic to us is the need for sleep. Thrust into a world of dreams and nightmares. Here the fabric of wake and sleep close their paths and elude consciousness and response.
Suspended within both worlds our bodies rest and reconcile what we have put it through during the day, inclusive this is to the mind, the body and the spirit.
Alas...what restlessness comes in the form of nightmare and dreams when the life in which it is so used to comes no more?
In death...do we not sleep? In the after...do we not dream again?
Inhale upon this perfume so that both worlds collide and in doing so our sleep is fundamental while the other side and its sleep is for the dead.
"The dead can sleep when we are through and out from the dreams that man dreams." ~Emerson Hart
Dark Lavender, Graveyard Dirt, Black Patchouli, Amber, Musk, Raw Chamomile, Valerian Root and a drop of Oud.
