{"text":"The evidence of death is before my eyes constantly. Moving from me outward. My death always a step in advance. The world is a mirror of myself dying. The world not dying anymore than I die. I more alive a hundred years from now. Than at this very moment.","author":"Lydia Lunch","tags":["awareness","dark","death","deep-thinking","pain","rude-hieroglyphics","spoken-word"],"id":382449,"author_id":"Lydia+Lunch"}