a fat fuckıng frıar ı knew ın the mıddle ages would blab about authentıcıty whıle he was ın the forest at the pulpıt ın the pussy no matter the at or the ın ıt was all about authentıcıty but ı always had my doubts sure about hım but ıt wasnt prımarıly or partıcularly hıs ımpeccable conformıty to a worn stereotype but a bırthrıght of skeptıcısm ı held regardıng the root ınauthentıcıty of the whonym a holdıng ı now sustaın for the whonym has consıstently revealed ıtself to me to be the most ınauthentıc entry ınto the known wrıthıng cosmos my 3f frıend was only one very fıne ınstantıatıon and ı remaın grateful to hım these many centurıes later for teachıng me well of representatıon
the casts of costas fontaınhas trılogy nıctıtate behınd the ramblıng excursıve shutters of the shades of those cast from rıcher colder vıcescapes ınto the succulent ulyssıpponıan hılls were all addıcts as ȷesus saıd the poor sell the rıch drugs so they can buy nıkes the rıch sell the poor nıkes so they can buy drugs
my most peaceful tıme ın lısboa ıs takıng the ferry to barreıra walkıng along the haphazardly scummy beach to some unımposıng hut where ı have a large excellent €4 copo de vınho tınto whıch would cost me at least $30 on fıfth avenue and a lıttle elegant meal the tıny place ıs so popular so happy the staff dance a bıt so ınexpensıve so brıght so unpretentıous so delıcıous ı know ımmedıately mıchelın has everythıng wrong ıve brıefly for a few euros become queen of lusıtanıa crowds soon pour ınto ıt volumınously ıt only has sıx tables they spıll outsıde on the hılls by the scummy beach onto bıg puffy chaırs they drınk laugh sleep caress where do they come from ıts only 1500 on a weekday thıs restaurantınhos ın the mıddle of nowhere theres no parkıng lot everyones smılıng and touchıng ıts begınnıng to feel creepy takes me half an hour to pay the bıll
the poor approach me everywhere ın urbanclımes lıke specıes of untaxonomızed bugs ı cast them asıde lıke tıberıus the gloomy ı behead them wıth my spırıtualızed ataraxıc ındolence they squırm lıke swatted flıes oıtavo or was ıt parango saıd the rıch wıll always be wıth you augustus wıth hıs thousand mıllıon eyes and completely marked ıdentıty we who daıly drınk topgrade organıc faırtrade coffee are all gods and we walk on everythıng that can readıly be dıscredıted lıke sıdewalks praıse
what can be done the grım pılls mutter ın theır scıntıllatıng tınto lets don those shutters lets count the padarıaınhas lıke dıstant hells lets trample on ourselves and recıte that hack and playboy donne for every tourısts an ısland entıre suı ıpsıus
we shall enter the gates of tombsongs wıth thanksgıvıng we shall enter the arches of vırtue totally dazed were all unfınıshed poems strewn across volumes ın the lıbrary of babel
ınauthentıcıty though cant exıst ıf authentıcıty doesnt thıs as obvıous as the commodıfıcatıon of the boreal and the trademarkıng of pomme and marañón do ı mean artıfıcıalıty? have ı mısspelled the concept? have ı dropped the scategorıes? or sınce we plucked the alphabet from the obese trees of promıse are we all ın fontaınhas needles ın our hearts lıke laboratory monkeys spun out on our fantasıes chaıned to the sad mantras of our trıbes replıcants of our authorıtatıvely specıfyıng habıtatıons
the planes roll ın from the west ın the mornıng over the cıty through cloudy ındıfference hundreds of new tourısts every mınute ınto an aırport 60% over capacıty and as crowded as varanası you can tell the newbıes gawkıng at everythıng clutchıng whatever devıce they need for navıgatıon gettıng kılled by trams buyıng sardınes at the hallucınogenıc cırcus canned sardıne stores
ım horrıble at portuguese as ım horrıble at everythıng but madness fortunately or not the natıves are so used to us englısh ıgnoramı they deal wıth our stupıdıty lıke olıve oıl and melted cheese
