We can find beautiful things, without consciousness. A fragrance that couldn't exist in a bottle that shouldn't exist what qualifies anything for the right to exist? Who has the right to decide what should be rejected? A rejected bottle survives to hold an imaginary flower constructed linearly, the fragrance opens with the man made organic composites of aldehydes and safraleine, opening up slowly to hawthorns and derivations of lilac, before exploding in a riot of flower oxides, then finally succumbing to notes of industrial glue and brown scotch tape with hints of musk and styrax. Purposely taking a bottle that has been disqualified from existence and purposefully giving it its right to exist.