A crisp vacuume sealed glass container with a unique mixture air from the highest mountain on the continent. Void of any one, identifiable scent, every time the jar is opened there is no immediate source of the smell. You know it is there and it is not a bad scent, but there is no scent quite like it. Similar in concept to the smell of a freshly opened factory sealed plastic toy. Once inhaled, the effects range from debilitating anxiety and panic attacks that would earn anyone a nice stay at their local mental unit, to the most utopian clarity and focus that no amount of microdosed crack could ever get close to. Each user must have set intentions or an identifiable goal to obtain for maximum efficiency of results.

if silence had a scent, it would smell like…