August 2025 Lunacy
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Ceaselessly By My Side the Demon Stirs Perfume Oil
Add to cartOdilon Redon
Smoked tonka bean, vetiver root, white patchouli, oolong tea, hazy, muted brown amber, and vanilla husk. -
Circe Transforming Odysseus’ Men into Swine Perfume Oil
Add to cartHans Nikolaj Hansen
Fig leaf absolute, wild marjoram, labdanum, spiced honey, scorched olive wood, bay laurel, swine musk, and honeyed wine.
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Dangers Untold Perfume Oil
Add to cartUnreleased scent from a fantasy film. White taffeta, silver glitter, and pale florals.
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Fucking #3 Perfume Oil
Add to cartThird in a series of prototypes for scents that were supposed to smell like… er… fucking, crafted for a musician’s promo.
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Golden Honeycomb Perfume Oil
Add to cartAn oil to infuse your spoken and written voice with additional charm, clarity, and power. This has been crafted to aid in smooth communication, gentle persuasion, and artful expression. It sweetens speech, dissolves tension, bridges divides, and assists in navigating delicate and complex conversations and ideas. Useful for difficult talks, creative work, speechwriting, and negotiations.
Contains: black styrax, Oman frankincense, lavender, bronze fennel, lemongrass, celery seed, mastic, and honey absolute.
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Lightning Moon 2025 Perfume Oil
Add to cartIt struck me—every Day—
The Lightning was as new
As if the Cloud that instant slit
And let the Fire through—It burned Me—in the Night—
It Blistered to My Dream—
It sickened fresh upon my sight—
With every Morn that came—I though that Storm—was brief—
The Maddest—quickest by—
But Nature lost the Date of This—
And left it in the Sky—
– Emily Dickinson
It burned me—in the Night—
It Blistered to My Dream—A scent born from sleepless nights and storms that carve themselves indelibly into memory, when lightning is no longer sky-bound, but lives in the beat of your heart and the whisper of your breath. Opium-laced benzoin and sweet myrrh veiled in black amber, violet incense and bruised plum, streaked with star jasmine, white frankincense, and ozone-crackled white musk.
Art by Drew Rausch!
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On Self-Knowledge Perfume Oil
Add to cartAnd a man said, Speak to us of Self-Knowledge.
And he answered, saying:
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart’s knowledge.
You would know in words that which you have always known in thought.
You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.
And it is well you should.
The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea;
And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes.
But let there be no scales ot weigh your unknown treasure;
And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.
Say not, “I have found the truth,” but rather, “I have found a truth.”
Say not, “I have found the path of the soul.” Say rather, “I have met the soul walking upon my path.”
For the soul walks upon all paths.
The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed.
The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals.
Lotus petals cast onto a dark and fathomless sea. -
On Teaching Perfume Oil
Add to cartThen said a teacher, Speak to us of Teaching.
And he said:
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.
The teacher who walks in the shadow of the temple, among his followers, gives not of his wisdom but rather of his faith and his lovingness.
If he is indeed wise he does not bid you enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.
The astronomer may speak to you of his understanding of space, but he cannot give you his understanding.
The musician may sing to you of the rhythm which is in all space, but he cannot give you the ear which arrests the rhythm nor the voice that echoes it.
And he who is versed in the science of numbers can tell of the regions of weight and measure, but he cannot conduct you thither.
For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man.
And even as each one of you stands alone in God’s knowledge, so must each one of you be alone in his knowledge of God and in his understanding of the earth.
A perfume for knowledge and the wisdom to wield it well: frankincense, green cedar, white sandalwood, bay leaf, and hyssop. -
Pink Cupcake Perfume Oil
Out of StockPrototype for a perkygoth project: red velvet cake with strawberry buttercream frosting.
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Suave Gravedigger Perfume Oil
Add to cartPrototype for a dapper gravedigger scent for an illustrated book. Spiced cologne, well-worn leather, a spatter of mud, and upturned dirt.
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Veronica’s Veil Perfume Oil
Add to cartOskar Kokoschka
Crimson musk, sacramental wine, iron oxide, saffron threads, stained linen, and frankincense. -
Vzdor – Perfume Oil
Add to cartFrantišek Kupka
Opoponax, ebony, and black galbanum cast black shadows across mineralic amber and glittering sand.