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  On Good and Evil Perfume Oil

  Of the good in you I can speak, but not of the evil.

  For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?

  Verily when good is hungry it seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts it drinks even of dead waters.

  You are good when you are one with yourself.

  Yet when you are not one with yourself you are not evil.

  For a divided house is not a den of thieves; it is only a divided house.

  And a ship without rudder may wander aimlessly among perilous isles yet sink not to the bottom. You are good when you strive to give of yourself.

  Yet you are not evil when you seek gain for yourself.

  For when you strive for gain you are but a root that clings to the earth and sucks at her breast.

  Surely the fruit cannot say to the root, “Be like me, ripe and full and ever giving of your abundance.”

  For to the fruit giving is a need, as receiving is a need to the root.

   

  You are good when you are fully awake in your speech,

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  And even stumbling speech may strengthen a weak tongue.

  You are good when you walk to your goal firmly and with bold steps.

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  You are good in countless ways, and you are not evil when you are not good,

  You are only loitering and sluggard.

  Pity that the stags cannot teach swiftness to the turtles.

  In your longing for your giant self lies your goodness: and that longing is in all of you.

  But in some of you that longing is a torrent rushing with might to the sea, carrying the secrets of the hillsides and the songs of the forest.

  And in others it is a flat stream that loses itself in angles and bends and lingers before it reaches the shore.

  But let not him who longs much say to him who longs little, “Wherefore are you slow and halting?”

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  Luperci Perfume Oil

  Piss off, Saint Valentine! Lupercalia is an ancient Roman celebration, held on February 15th, that kicked in the advent of Spring with a very, very festive purification, fertility and sexuality ritual. The ritual began near the cave of Lupercal on the Palatine, an area sacred to Faunus, as well as Ruminia, Romulus and Remus. During Lupercalia, Vestal Virgins first made offerings of sacred cakes to the fig tree under which the she-wolf suckled the Sacred Twins. A dog and two goats were then offered in sacrifice to Faunus. The blood of the sacrifice was smeared onto two naked patrician youths, who were assisted by the Virgins, and the blood was wiped clean with sacred wool dipped in milk. The youths donned the skins of the sacrificial goats, wielding whips made from the goat skins, and then led the priests and the Virgins around the pomarium, and around the base hills of Rome. This was a ceremony of great happiness and merriment, and was of particular interest to young women: being touched by the goat-whips young men that led the procession ensured their fertility in the coming year. It is believed that, after the initial rite, male participants would draw the name of an available maiden, with whom he spent the rest of the night.

   

  This scent is for the Luperci, the Chosen of Faunus, the Brothers of the Wolf: raw, down and dirty patchouli, Gurjam balsam, and essence of Sampson Root sweetened with the heightened sexuality of beeswax, virile juniper, oakmoss, ambrette seed over honey and East African musk.

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  Advanced Manifestations for Members Only Perfume Oil

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