Stormy winds began to blow through the large holes.

When you inhale with the left nostril, your body enters a state of rest and relaxation, your temperature and blood pressure drop. The right area of the prefrontal cortex is stimulated, which leads to creative thoughts, emotions and the formation of mental abstractions.

Breathing through the right nostril is more of a kick-starter for your nervous system, it goes into a fight or flight state. Your body becomes hotter, cortisol levels, blood pressure and heart rate increase. Then the left side of the prefrontal cortex, which drives logical decisions, language and data processing, is stimulated.

Bodhilama put aside the Book "Breath The new Science of a Lost Art" by James Nestor.

"So, that means, that the left and right nostrils are actually the complete opposite?
I wonder if they are in a permanent battle to see who has the upper hand in the body?"

Bodhilama started daydreaming.

The storm was getting stronger.

Stirring, exciting and action-packed orchestral music.
A deep voice announces a blockbuster.
Two nostrils.
Left & right.
Creativity & Rationality.
Feminine & Masculine.
In a constant conflict over the balance of the human body.

They have conflicts:
"No, listen this person needs to be creative right now.
So, I inhale some fresh air, and you shut the fuck up."

Different opinions:
"I don't think so, big hole.
You can clearly see that he's far too relaxed.
We have to push. Do you understand me?
TO PUSH!"

If the balance isn't kept, it gets out of control.
"Don't talk to me like that.
You wanna push me?
I going to shovel some napkins up your damn f***king cavities.
Then let me see how you gonna push."

To find a balance there is only one hope.
"Guys, come on. Let's be creative & rational, okay.
You can both be happy.
Left take one in. hold. Right let it out.
Then right let it in. hold. Left let it out.
Come on guys, let's do it. 10 reps.
We can work together."

But what if the hope can not stand the storm?
"Shut the f*ck up Cartilage. We don't need your support"

But there is a much bigger threat.
"Yeeaah, hehehehehehe, you just shovel your holes.
Then I will be the master of breath, heheheheheh.
And finally my master plan will succeed.
heheheheheh."

Only together they can fight the battle of the centuries.
"No Mouth, we will not allow you to control the breath in this body.
For that we combine our forces.
Left Nostril.
Right Nostril.
Cartilage.
Together, we become:
the Nose.
*inhale*
Our breath is stronger, cleaner & healthier than yours Mouth."
"Whaaaaaat. Noooooo. That can not be.
They became the Nose. My biggest Nemesis."

A battle of the centuries that will completely redefine the human body.

Will the Nose be strong enough to shut the mouth?
Find it out. Yet in your cinema."

After the storm, there remained only peace in the air.

Stormy Greetings,
Bodhilama

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