CHNOPS
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"Belch!" he encouraged. "Belch with all your life! As only when a man belches is he at one with his body and the wind. Only while belching is a man of the trees, the clouds, the grass. Only while belching can a man be said to be creating air. Creating air! Imagine!"
And belch I did. It was a wondrous, thundering thing. It rattled the walls and frightened the dog. It was flavored with pepperoni and regret. It was a poem of offensive, expectorated odor. It was glorious in its ugliness.
"Excuse me," I did not say, for when have you heard the trees apologize for moving, or the clouds apologize for being fluffy, or the grass apologize for its verdant laziness? No, I did not apologize. I am man. I am air and desire. I belched.
John Harper Burger Lewis, Burps I Remember
And belch I did. It was a wondrous, thundering thing. It rattled the walls and frightened the dog. It was flavored with pepperoni and regret. It was a poem of offensive, expectorated odor. It was glorious in its ugliness.
"Excuse me," I did not say, for when have you heard the trees apologize for moving, or the clouds apologize for being fluffy, or the grass apologize for its verdant laziness? No, I did not apologize. I am man. I am air and desire. I belched.
John Harper Burger Lewis, Burps I Remember
