You know I love that even the most agnostic people, (probably atheists too but i've never had sex with a card carrying atheist), love to shout out the name of the lord while coming. At least in America, even all the non-Catholics are always dedicating their greatest moments to Jesus.

This reminds me of one of my favorite books, The Illuminatus! Trilogy by Robert Anton Wilson and Robert Shea. In it they describe the power that Linda Lovelace (Deep Throat's porn ingenue) gets from having thousands of men thinking about her at any given moment and calling out her name as they commit the sin of onanism, spilling their seed in their sock and their psychic juju into the morphogenetic field. In any case, an underlying point is that thought - especially in mass quantities and with excited power (the moment of orgasm for example) - has power. In the case of Wilson and Shea's fictionalized Lovelace, it has the power to give her more energy and personal oomph than most other domesticated primates.

Well, whether or not you believe that a bunch of guys jerking off could power a pornstars flux capacitor, if you've had an orgasm you know that feeling is intense. Possibly ego-dissolvingly intense. So, i think it's a nice idea to harness that moment of sexual ecstacy and imprint vulnerability to wire the neurons for pleasure with something or someone you really want to bond with. Like your lover. Remember the neurons that fire together, wire together. So next time you're calling out to the lord, make it to the the lord of the moment, the flesh and blood and muscles you've decided to share intimacies with and give your lover a shout out. Burn them into your experience a little deeper.

p.s. If you actually do start calling out "Oh Odin" please write and tell me about it.