Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab (BPAL) Halloween : Arachnaphobia Limited Edition Perfume Oil (Limited)
A noiseless, patient spider,
I mark'd, where, on a little promontory, it stood, isolated;
Mark'd how, to explore the vacant, vast surrounding,
It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself;
Ever unreeling them–ever tirelessly speeding them.
And you, O my Soul, where you stand,
Surrounded, surrounded, in measureless oceans of space,
Ceaselessly musing, venturing, throwing,–seeking the spheres, to connect them;
Till the bridge you will need, be form'd–till the ductile anchor hold;
Till the gossamer thread you fling, catch somewhere, O my Soul.
Photography by Madelyn Boudreaux, poem by Walt Whitman, scents by Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab.
White mint, coconut, Indonesian champaca flower, lime rind, white ginger, and green tea.
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