Based on the rituals of the proto death cult of the 1200’s, Mississippi Medicine is eerily attractive. Masculine with medium body, our first waft of Mississippi Medicine burns, pleasantly. Red cedar is sweet and smoking but against the buzzy force of aldehydes, cedar is aerated and lifted far above the earth. Frankincense distillate continues this sense of float, its dulcet, resinous nature uplifting the bitter tang of cypress root. Cascarilla bark is a chalk like texture, exploded by the fruity-herbal cool of juniper and the oozing, black pungency of birch tar. Incense issues from this final action, a quiet signal that this scented journey has reached its conclusion: all elements are released back into the atmosphere, where they continuously hover. Like the ghost of a forgotten structure, Mississippi Medicine lives just above our skin, an ethereal scent that’s ironically grounding.