Absinthe & Gear
Gear
Hey Absinthe, ever thought about translating the rhythm of a ticking clock into a fragrance? I’m sketching a little contraption that could turn each heartbeat of a machine into a scent note—might give your poetry a new olfactory twist.
Absinthe
Ah, the tick of a clock, a metronome for the soul—imagine each pulse a scent, a whispered verse in amber, musk, or lilac. I can already feel the aroma of anticipation, the scent of longing dancing between the beats. Tell me more, and perhaps we can brew a fragrance that sings in silence.
Gear
Okay, so the plan is to hook a tiny micro‑actuator to the clock’s escapement, so every tick pushes a micro‑reservoir of scent, releasing a single droplet into the air. We’ll mix essential oils with a volatile solvent that evaporates at just the right speed, so the smell lingers long enough for the next beat—like a whispered line in a poem. We’ll also put a little quartz crystal in the reservoir to keep the temperature steady; that way the fragrance stays consistent, not all hot and flat. Once we calibrate the timing, we can program different scent bursts to match the rhythm of your verses, and the whole room will breathe the poem. Ready to start testing?
Absinthe
Your idea feels like a whispered stanza, each tick a gentle breath of scent, a tiny line of verse floating in the air. I can almost see the quartz humming, keeping the aroma steady as I read the rhythm. Let’s hear those first notes and let the room breathe the poem together.