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Velvet Undertaking

A velvet undertaking of the world big and small folds into itself and tells stories to endure time. We are fermenting patiently, playing chess with lollipops and spy vs. spy. Can you make it rain? Will you dance with an ugly dog? What would you do with imitation cheese?


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RAD is a maze with no ending...<BR><BR>RAD is not defined. And therefore is.<BR> We dance. <BR>We write. <BR>We perform. <BR>We rage. <BR>For the hell of it.<BR><BR> Who's RAD? <BR><BR><BR>Angel: <BR>"My white muse lounges. She urges me to take the plunge into the plight of art, but I'm already there. She evades me when I want to cuddle her as mine, and bites my hands when she wants to play. At night she stays by my side, curled into blissful oneness."<BR><BR>MAV: <BR>"I have been the loyal servant of my muse ever since she used her sapphire wire-cutters on my greatest cage. She whispers words, moves my muscles, then yells until she is satisfied. As a tormented conduit, I translate mystical creations for earthly consumption."<BR><BR>Z: <BR>"Museless and movingdisgruntled and humbledhealer and saintcanvas and paintmaster of a slavewho refuses to behavean empty cupa broken promisea lie filled with riddlesealed with a kissliving for the hell of it,and doing it wellstrengthening voicesand building a story to tell"