Sex is all in the head,

as the phantom orgasm of paraplegics proves (per Ginsberg). The phantom orgasm of schizophrenics probably proves something else. Nocturnal emissions prove we’re all in the same boat, creating images to match the emotion and creating emotions to match the necessity. And it all happens on a level that doesn’t even make the light of day, just a warm wet feeling in the middle of the night, and the evidence to prove that it wasn’t just a dream. Or was it? Weightlessness is the best part of dream sex, doing it in mid-air without even working up a sweat. Surely those astronauts must have a story or two to tell about what goes on when the cameras are off. NASA would have to know, just for scientific purposes.