Having navigated the treacherous halls of academia, the alien pauses for some existential relief – a moment of passion in the long race to embolden body and soul and unify the spirit. Too soon, he/It runs amok, distracted by an auto-erotic sim-boid. Fantastic sex is no excuse. Too many alter egos running into one another, clashing in coitus — too damn confusing and disturbing. Sex is a real danger to the Quantum Mind. But Sex can be so exquisite. The Alien is alienated from his/It’s most essential self. Brought down by primal instincts and inexplicable needs that were imprinted on his egg aborted brain.