Having finally released the cranial aches of violence and tragedy (in Volume 5: Nightmares & Ice Cream), now unburdened of painful recollection, we have charted the edges of a bottomless crevice. This ravine radiates heat, fueling the threshold of the mind, wherein an instinctual drive motivates war and love, hate and passion, and we fight or we fly: the reptilian brain.
In this volume, many internal demons of lust and angels of compassion wage battles and make love in a furious orgy of delights and exquisite, regretful reluctance. What pleasures of the flesh dare we concede to action? What dark, hidden lusts make us who we truly are within? How do we suppress or bring them out into the taboo world that places more value in abstinence than indulgence?
Procreation fuels the engine of human strife; for without sex, without those penultimate and excruciating explosive rituals of mating, none of us would exist. The boundary between suppressing desire and taking action is a shield in the Sandman's world of uninhibited dreams, so here we will explore such illicit hopes and rip away the trappings of censorship.
Dreams are subject to individual interpretation by those whom have experienced them, thus I am leaving these poems open to interpretation. I am providing neither personal context nor anecdotes, as I have done in previous volumes. May the dreamscapes found herein delight and confound, depending on your personal life experiences.
Note for Parents and Sensitive Readers: Several poems in this book contain situations and topics unsuitable for small children.
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About the Author
The second of four children, Xoandre faced countless paths which could have led him to evil ends, but he chose instead to bury his thoughts and feelings deep within, to never let them out. In 2010, after years of writing free-form poetry, Xoandre returned to his original massive volume of words and decided to create this ongoing anthology of emotional analysis of the world, life, love, myths, and his own morbid history.
"Some people write diaries, some keep daily journals. While I only rarely kept a journal, words have never stopped flowing. Poetry allows me to explore the world I perceive, expose the underlying revelations in my mind, and extrapolate the possibilities of human potential. I write to expose raw emotions and thoughts that would otherwise drag me to the deepest, darkest pit of anxiety, poverty, and self-destruction. I write from the heart; sometimes what comes out of my heart and mind has frightened those who have never known strife. Some have told me to remain silent on these disconcerting issues. To those who do not understand, and equally to those who understand more than they wish to admit, I say this:
Set your emotions free and expel the darkness before it consumes you.
Poetry is my diary, a journal: my way to release the pain and seek joy in life."
When not performing stunt work in community theatrical productions, writing all-new poetry, and working on a long-neglected novel and short fiction, developing a children's book, an epic and very odd autobiography, more volumes in this book series, and polishing ideas for screenplays, Xoandre actively performs Spoken Word readings of poems and prose monthly in various settings on the western outskirts of the Chicago Suburbs.