You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.
For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life’s procession, that marches in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite.
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.
Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
Always you have been told that work is a curse and labour a misfortune.
But I say to you that when you work you fulfil a part of earth’s furthest dream, assigned to you when that dream was born,
And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,
And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life’s inmost secret.
But if you in your pain call birth an affliction and the support of the flesh a curse written upon your brow, then I answer that naught but the sweat of your brow shall wash away that which is written.
You have been told also that life is darkness, and in your weariness you echo what was said by the weary.
And I say that life is indeed darkness ‘save when there is urge,
And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge,
And all knowledge is vain save when there is work,
And all work is empty save when there is love;
And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself, and to one another, and to God.
And what is it to work with love?
It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth.
It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.
It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.
It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit,
And to know that all the blessed dead are standing about you and watching.
Often have I heard you say, as if speaking in sleep, “He who works in marble, and finds the shape of his own soul in the stone, is nobler than he who ploughs the soil. And he who seizes the rainbow to lay it on a cloth in the likeness of man, is more than he who makes the sandals for our feet.”
But I say, not in sleep but in the overwakefulness of noontide, that the wind speaks not more sweetly to the giant oaks than to the least of all the blades of grass;
And he alone is great who turns the voice of the wind into a song made sweeter by his own loving.
Work is love made visible.
And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.
For if you bake bread with indifference, you bake a bitter bread that feeds but half man’s hunger.
And if you grudge the crushing of the grapes, your grudge distils a poison in the wine. And if you sing though as angels, and love not the singing, you muffle man’s ears to the voices of the day and the voices of the night.
Work is love made visible, so let’s all chip in and do the work. White sandalwood, fig, bourbon vanilla, and angelica.
Annie –
I like this one, though I’m not sure I’d buy it again. In the bottle it smells weird and fruity, but not like real fruit, more like a fruity candy or fruity bubble gum. It takes a minute on the skin to smell the patchouli, at which point the fruity smell becomes more… I don’t know how to describe it other than to say that, on me anyway, it smells like I’ve recently used a generic “purple fruit scented” body wash, but a REALLY nice one, whilst also using my usual Karma perfume from Lush (I guess because they both share the patchouli base). Which, I mean, that’s a good thing, I love my Karma perfume, that’s why it’s my usual xD I just wasn’t expecting the somewhat familiar mix of “Karma perfume under fruity bodywash” here.
After a few minutes that smell starts to mellow as well and you’re left with more of a sweet and almost spicy smell. I think it’s fair to say around the 15 minute mark is when it starts to smell like a “proper perfume” rather than a bottle of absurdity. It still smells fruity but more like a fruit tea at this point than a fruity bodywash. Curiously, as it fades, the tea smell becomes stronger, giving the impression that I’ve left the tea bag in the cup and forgotten that it’s brewing. That strong tannin smell of a neglected brew… that’s a smell I know all too well.
Overall it’s a very nice fruity perfume, but again I don’t know that I’d buy it a second time, if only because I don’t much like fruity perfumes, personally. I bought this as a curiosity and my curiosity is now sated. In spite of the fact that I’ll probably gift rather than use the bottle, I certainly don’t regret the purchase. It’s a fun little smell and it made me smile, hopefully I can give it to someone else who will grin at it too.
olgaleshchova –
I find ” Tweedle Dum” to be a very perplexing scent. In the bottle, and upon application, I get a strong note of bubble gum thst quickly transitions into a sour cherry, candy note. The sugary notes die down within a minute on my skin, and are replaced by something that smell like pine trees. The note of pine trees last for quite a while on me. Lastly, I sense a soapy type of a note. I received “Tweedle Dum” as a Christmas gift. It’s a lovely perfume oil. But, I think I need time to decide if I should use it as a perfume, or an incense oil. This is another Black Phoenix Alchemy lab perfume oil that, I am very curious to know how will age, overtime.
Dame_Cat –
This is a playful, fruit-candy scent. Faintly I detect the patchouli… Yes it’s in there, but the fun fruitiness is the star. I received this as a frimp, and though it’s not my usual taste, I liked it because it reminded me of the fruit flavored products I’d wear when I was a girl in high school (about a century ago). In the locker room at my gym I can tell when someone is putting on Bath & Body Works because it’s a sugary explosion from across the room. It would be nice if that stuff weren’t so obnoxiously sweet… Which is why this scent is good if you’re in the market for something young and fruit-flavored, but not so heavily sweet that you can’t detect the notes. It brought to mind the taste of a little gummy fruit snack in my mouth. I mean that in a good way.
Gloame –
I like this one. It’s a fun and odd mix with the mango/fig and the patchouli. Yes, it’s absurd, but it totally works.