World Travellers – The First 25 Years of a Dreamer

People travel the world
because they are depressed and lost
When they come back home
they are equally depressed and lost
but less aware of it

by Andreas Blaustein

A Few Observations – The First 25 Years of a Dreamer

Light doesn’t always bring clarity
Sometimes it brings blindness
wrapped in ethereal linen
Sound doesn’t always make you listen
It could easily make you deaf
to everything else
Dark isn’t always dangerous
It can guide you to a self-portrait
because there is nothing else to see
Silence isn’t always silent
Sometimes there’s one beautiful note
amidst the screams of the world

by Andreas Blaustein

Sandbox – The First 25 Years of a Dreamer

Take away all the machine guns, grenades, rifles and pistols
Take away all the tanks, airplanes and ships
Take away the radar and the drones
The missiles and and nuclear bombs
Take away all the motivations
All the speeches, commercials and simple arguments
Take away all the soldiers in all the armies
What do you have left?
Two children quarrelling over the best toys in the sandbox

by Andreas Blaustein

Venus Flytrap – The First 25 Years of a Dreamer

I got a venus flytrap for my birthday
That was in the beginning of autumn
I was so excited to see if it would catch any flies the coming summer
So I watered it and took care of it as best I could
But I was worried that it didn’t get enough sunlight
So I put it out on the balcony one day
I promised myself
I would take it back inside as soon as it got too cold
Of course, I forgot about it
My venus flytrap is now dying
as it stands on the table in front of me
It’s all withered and tortured
I hope it has a chance
of surviving a piece of shit like me

by Andreas Blaustein

Curse – The First 25 Years of a Dreamer

I have realized something
I don’t think I like being happy
I think that bitterness have become my comfort zone
I don’t know how it happened
or if I even want to get out of it
That’s the fucked up part
I love to sit around being sad about whatever
Feeling hopeless
Down and out
Dying
I think this drives many people towards drugs and alcohol
I don’t know what it means that I haven’t gone there yet
Maybe I will in the future
I’d like to say that this is a curse
But that would imply that I have no control over it
If I have no control over it, I can’t change it
But I know I have, and I know I can
I just don’t do it

by Andreas Blaustein

Don’t Listen – The First 25 Years of a Dreamer

Don’t listen to me
I’m just a kid who dreamt of flying
Now, at grown age, I’m still standing in the same spot and flapping my arms
while everyone else has passed me by long ago
I don’t have anything else to say
Just
Don’t listen to me

by Andreas Blaustein