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Pendahuluan:
Sebelum artikel di bawah ini dibaca sebaiknya
simaklah terlebih dahulu ulasan yang satu ini:
Saat ini saya baru menjalani Perkuliahan
(belum lama tamat dari bangku SMA), saya mengalami sebuah mimpi yang
spektakuler yang sangat jarang di miliki oleh seseorang, namun ini memang
kenyataan yang saya dapat dan yang akhirnya membuat segala-galanya menjadi
kacau di dalam perjalanan hidupku terutama di sepanjang perjalanan asmaraku.
Inilah menurut Frederik Van Eeden: Dalam Lucid
Dream, si pemimpi mungkin dapat melakukan kontrol dan
berpartisipasi dalam mimpi, mengendalikan isi mimpi atau memanipulasi
pengalaman imajiner mereka dalam lingkungan mimpi. Lucid dream, sebuah istilah
yang diperkenalkan oleh Frederik van Eeden, psikiatris asal belanda mengatakan
bahwa terkadang kita bisa mengontrol mimpi kita, bahkan ‘melanjutkan’ mimpi
tersebut saat sejenak kita terbangun. Anda pernah bermimpi indah tapi tiba-tiba
terbangun? Dan saat tidur kembali anda ingin sekali melanjutkan mimpi tersebut?
Saya yakin, satu dari sekian juta kali kita bermimpi terkadang mimpi tersebut
memang benar-benar berlanjut.
Maka inilah
yang terjadi dengan diriku, saya mengalami yang namanya “Lucid Dream”.
TEACH ME HOW TO DREAM (Part 1)
Real Story I by:
Christian (1991 – 2014)
Doc.asli drawn from a sheet, a sheet of paper (Recorded garbled)
This
is a real story that I have gathered from an ongoing dream and merged
into a network of silly stories, mysteries, strange and poignant but not
amplified even with a fictional story, all the stories in the article
that I wrote this is in accordance with the statement that happen. (CK1991)
I
feel lonely ... hit .. kusendiri sat dreaming something is not clear,
while the fingers of my right hand kulentingkan on the round table next
to my chair while being fitted recall songs old songs sometimes passing
ears.
Tonight
is the night ...... Sunday evening exactly where men requires that he's
visiting at the home in incarnya angel, but I am still empty without
something to lift my legs to move like a woman of your dreams explore
other man. Hmmm ... ..selalu and almost every night of the week can kuhanya breath heaved a long-long so that everything can be explained kebosananku.
At one night ...... to. I'm coming a woman ...... apparently unclear. Kuusap my eyes a bit to see the figure of a woman who comes up to me ... it. But apparently still not clear ... just as the world is no more months to help my two eyes that can see clearly ... the figure. I
was only able to take a glance in my hair and cut her body, her hair
seemed a little "wavy" long and independent decomposed body ...... not
indifferent round and not skinny ... .hanya looks quite short, maybe
even shorter than me. hands in ulur fore as meraihku ... want. However kulangkahkan my feet to welcome a helping hand suddenly grab it ... I can not. Distance so we will just continue as myself on Escalator stairs. I'm
curious ...... ...... .aku .kesabaranku began to disappear along with
something strange happened repeatedly in front of me ... .. I can not
see your face ...... .aku could not have menjangkaumu .sesaat ...... I
can not speak ..seolah my tongue ... has eaten her ... ..sangat
difficult to talk ... ..bahkan ears do not hear anything near me.
Kuberusaha
shouted desperately ... .. which ultimately led to "a dream"
Kutersentak get up from my bed ... ..ahh apparently I was in my own
room, my only dream ... ..mimpi .mimpi ............ ............ ..and
... the dream felt so real ... ..ohhh, but the woman in my dreams ...
.siapakah you ??? ( Oct 1991 ).
Show
time at 04:15, I can not go back to sleep ... ..mimpi it still felt
...... I'm still sitting next to my bed, remembering the events of the
dream. A glass of ice water a little melegahkan me ... I grab the remote tv and I turned. I
looked at the events that took place in Tv, there is no news in the
morning but some cases what was discussed ...... ..ku ... can not
remember. The empty gaze and
disappeared under this unreal mind ... .. and ...... ...... ..
..beberapa moments later I was lying on my bed, my eyes gradually
getting closed, I fell asleep again but he has not come back to me .
As usual, I started rushing to prepare all my need to fight back with a variety of campus issues. There I do not remember anything else that happened last night in my sleep. I
forget everything after a mind burdened with the problem of scientific
books on campus, not to mention a wide variety of stories that were
raised by my campus friends ranging from contemporary film story to the
story of their circumstances. Here's a better existence for
myself, the vacuum will be filled when the state of a person to see
something that's a liability for them. This requirement will force them to think, carry and bear it. Something that makes me never feel lonely and alone but are stored in the subconscious curiosity of a dream last night.
The
many friends make my days meaningful, happy and not alone, but at the
moment all busy with the affairs of romance so here I like flip-flops
that when someone wants to get into the house slipper was parked in
front, and indeed languish empty. I asked ...... Why should myself? Why not open your heart?
Always and always put it this way ...... continue. Every
night of the week flip-flops in the parking lot in front of the house, I
take a deep breath hoping something changed, I closed my eyes for a
moment ....... Kutelusuri slowly around me while slowly open my eyelids ... .. Aiiiiii !!! There were cockroaches !!! I
jump out of my chair and I dragged leftist benches, chairs or other
objects that exist around me so I can see something that bothers my
musings ... that can then kusiksa he slowly let me know the foul taste
of the cockroaches !! It was hard to believe, has become part of the flip-flops instead coupled with cockroaches ditemanin rotten! Ahhh shit !!
Today is Tuesday at 13:45, I arrived at the house after all what I strive for in college. I
saw my mother sitting in a chair sofa bed ... .keadaanya weak, probably
just finished cooking, I really felt sorry to see her like that ...... I
opened my room and immediately finish everything that still makes me
frustrated at myself. Then I came close to her and help her heal fatigue with a massage, although my body still feels tired but I'm still stronger than the mother who is old and getting weak. A
few moments later when I was massaging my mother suddenly the sound of a
phone call we ... .. kurapatkan kujangkau hand and immediately call it
......
"... where ya. : I juliah, still remember? "
Juliah campus is just a friend to her not being a level with me ... ..
he's pretty good and sweet enough for the size of a feminine girl. We
have not known each other a long time and for some reason he was always
good to me, often asking how I was doing and often treat me ....... What is the name PDKT? If that means I'm the judge referred to himself ... one. I always thought a guy who did that ... not a girl. I love hard pu ...... well ... do not know why. Maybe because moodku? Or maybe because he was too sensitive? Or maybe wrote because I do not have feelings to him? Such
is ...... If it was not like that, I'm the kind to another girl but it
was also good because I just want them and I do not mean PDKT? It's been a misunderstanding .... And this happens not only on the woman but even up to five women friends all the misunderstood that I'm doing PDKT.
It is
hard, life is not easy as we think ... ..hidup the mystery, and we are
often one step, we sometimes fall and sometimes rise, sometimes breaking
up ... but sometimes connect again. Divine mystery we will never be able to translate with certainty! Well ... we can know only after the situation occurred.
Real Story II by: Christian (1991 – 2014)
Doc.asli drawn from a sheet, a sheet of paper (Recorded garbled)
My
friends say that I was not alone ...... a lot of girlfriends who want
to be close to me, but the fact it is not the path for me. Even if they are close to me but what I feel ......? I remain "empty" ... .. which means empty. My
heart still feels empty ... .tak able to feel ownership, although the
Juliah've never tried with me for 2 years but all in vain ...... it. I was not able to fill his life, instead I took him into the void.
Far down there ... walked alone ... ..I. My whole body did not feel anything and my journey into ... aimless. Occasionally changing scenery around me as I live in a mystical world! I looked it up ... this .jalan climb, it's odd because the course was changed colors .... Sometimes brown red and blue then continue back brown, bizarre! But far above there appears a white dot walked slowly to me ... as leads. I backed up a little probably due to nervousness or fear. However, my heart began to feel strange .... I even became bold, even daring to approach ...... I think I want to know him more closely. Ohhh ... ..Tuhan! My
whole body shuddered ... .. kutak wrong again, he had ever attended in
my dreams ... well loopy female figure with a beautiful face shape and
tiny little body ... "Is he the one that ... .. (been so long I do not
dream like this again) ?? "
Right! I recall, he was ever present in my dreams about two months ago, and my heart was so thrilled I was close to him. He is indeed sweet, he really looks fine, so enchanting eyes and eyebrows myself ............ ..I fallen to him .... I LOVE him ...... my heart can not lie, I really fell this time. I've
never felt a feeling like this ... I want to touch it .. even if it's
just limited to the tiny fingers of fine white ...... He looked at me
and I stared, eyes closed! We stared at each other, just the two of us were talking heart ... .. a
moment later I can not wait anymore, my hands want to embrace moving
forward ......... ...... ..but aaaahhhhhh ...... .kamu where ??? You no where ?? Both
my legs could not take it anymore ... .lemas, it seems I was not strong
if not look at you, your eyes are so beautiful makes the whole defenses
breached !! I hassles seek him everywhere ... I surround that way but still I do not get it ...... he's gone .... ??? Sweat soaks through my body made me woke me from my sleep and once again it's just "a dream"! Ahhh ... ..dimana you ?? Why do you always let me down membayangin and ?? I miss you ... .. greatly missed! Ohh ... ..Tuhan why this dream so real? I've never felt like this dream and it was certainly very difficult owned by anyone! It seems like there is something wrong in me! So Weird! There shits but there is also a sense of longing and love. Sometimes
when remembered can make myself back into goosebumps because of how
weird and creepy but mixed with a sense of longing ...... so homesick.
I bowed my bedside ...... it seems I can not believe my heart can love my dreams, really EDAN !! I made ...... really mad woman in my dream has been to open the door of my heart that had been frozen and empty, but it EDAN !! Could I be crazy ....... Rightly so ?? He ... .he ... .he ... ..he crazy ...... I love the people in my dream alone ... .. ha ... .ha ... ... .ha ... .ha. Stress I made.
After
that incident, I started to become strange ... .sering daydreaming about
the mystery woman on campus ... concentration decreases, the same
association became friends ...... indifferent. A lot of my female friends that asked me why I look like a man ... hard. Then it was time many girlfriends
began to change into psychology doctors make me ...... they ask why why
with me ... .persoalannya how and more annoying noises just daydream ( December 1991 ).
Hi ... ..Max, What about if Teach me how to dream ... ..? kusapa friends kampusku while kulempar smile to the morning sun. How do you Kris? I think the dream I guess other things then maybe I can forget it indahku dreams. Maxi
then my friends who are most close to me told me that I should not ask
peculiar to him, he rattled see myself lately variable, easy to
difficult and hard to love. Well I only hope to try peruntunganku him, he might have a way out. But ... .semua the same, like they thought I was crazy and fabricate it. Uhh
... ..semua people almost do not believe me but only one person who
would know all about this self that is my mother, because she often
heard me speak of my own at the moment is asleep and he is often asked
about the anehku dream, my mother believes with me ...... I know, only
my mother is the only person who will understand me.
Well ... ..begini again ... flip-flops .. so cool ... ..
Arriving the night, at
22:20, the time the virgin to return to their origin place again, while
I'm already since from earlier had been in place, my feet had not moved
from this chair since three hours ago. I hope he's inside my dream suddenly came and opened the door and then approached pagarku. Daydream it kept repeating itself in my mind, but never as well. Dreams and live the dream If Real then it will appear and be felt by our skin. I
miss pandanya greatly missed but this is very painful miss me, I can
not see you continue, I can not be with you constantly and I can not hug
you. I'm going to call yourself "Christi" out of nowhere
this word out of my mouth just like that ... .I not know, but it's a
name like my name, it just might happen to be similar to my name but my
name is ...... longer. "Christian" .
Day
by day I lead this life with full of mystery ...... I have contracted a
dangerous disease, harmless to college, harmless to health and dangerous
for my association. This disease is a disease called "reverie DREAM". Well, this step diseases ... diseases suffered by people too far lover's dream! Busyet !!! It all must I ended! It lies in my life! I should not go on like this! Crazy Banget deh! Hmmmmm ...... .. ??? In fact ....... ??? Where ... ??? Well ... where man ...... in fact be even more-so just deh! The
longer I'm getting lost in my dreams until I was able to draw on a
piece of paper though apparently it is not as similar as the original
picture but at least traits-characteristics has been pretty strong. Kupandangin picture was shortly after the picture has been tangible as a person's face in my dreams. Tapeku I turned on and turned a romantic song stress students type "Teach me how to dream", this song really fit for me. Maybe my love will never be over until I get the fact. (January 1991 )
Real Story III by: Christian (1991 – 2014)
( Marc 1992 ) By this time I was in one of the famous
cafes in Macazzart City, where most of the in tempatin by the student,
here I am writing again during this experience I get, maybe this is a
series of stories about my past (1 years ago). Until now, the situation remains unchanged, even more often the case in life and my dreams.
Whenever
I write kuiramakan according to my heartbeat, she is now always present
in me, once a week he came to me like a figure of an angel descending
from heaven. He came to see me, look at me, look at the movement of my mouth when I speak and I will reward him as what he is doing ....... The
beauty of this life with you ... when the eyes and eyebrows .. can not
disappear from my memories, you live in me, you are so perfect in my
eyes ... ..Jujur course none of woman who would be able to match you in
my eyes. You really live in my world, I wait for you forever ...... Christi.
Everything
I write on sheets of paper available near me every time I remember you
... ..biarlah I be mad because the dream itself is important I now no
longer feel lonely ...... .I life because you Chris, I get excited again
because you are more frequent in my dream and I want this dream there
every day so I can feel your presence always with me all the time, every
time and every day, but it is not realistic in our minds ...... not
anything important you now more often with me, I was quite satisfied. Chris .......... I really miss you.
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I do not get my memories sheets are then again, from year to year there
are even a few years back so terlangkah all kusalin memories does not go
away and even then the sentences above is a summary of my handwriting
which amounts to approximately 89 M. It this office. Because many are missing then I have outlined be as above. But
still there are some sheets that became my advantage because the sheets
were not lost this is the core sheets that could explain the end of
this true story.
Real Story IV by: Christian
(1991 – 2014)
(If there is a sentence that does not mean string of them have lost the sheet)
Not aka no word impossible if God wants it, and we must believe it. I do not know ... ..that now I can say that he is increasingly rarely appears in my dreams. (Aug 1998)
decomposes loose hair with little curls and a little hair hat high
above the forehead so that the face was not covered and appear entirely,
a fresh face and has a smooth rather sensual lips decorated with nice
eyebrows and beautiful eyes that's how I remember you Christi. Although the shadow is now becoming increasingly disappear and only appear about four times this year .......... Chris, if you are real in my life ?? Or are you really just a figure of a fairy that appears in my ?? And maybe now you are getting tired of being around me so that you are increasingly lost in my dreams? If
you are a fairy or an angel or fairy real then I tell you that so far
there is no love in my life ever except just love you and it now has
hurt me, made me even more weak, more chaotic and more uncontrolled ??
Is this already approached me crazy? Someone whose life depends on the dream and hope of women in his dream of living in the real world? Maybe
it's inside the mind of someone who read my articles at this time and
those others who never knew my problem was and I assume this is just
absurd. Not what I pasrahkan course all of this on the Authorization.
The
morning started menyinsing victory, adorn every breath the cool air of
the beings who walk in this morning and did not feel more and more so
the skin is burning, the sun began to break through, cool weather began
to change the hot sun ...... unbeaten run continues toward ..ku bend in
the road that led me towards a gathering of public transportation. Heat
of the sun is nothing compared with the heart that feels increasingly
fragile ... ..kian weakened ... .. my foot feels more lazy move to soon
reach my destination, where I sharpen the brain but this time I can not
do much to meet this criteria .. I ... stumble ...... still stumble on
my dream, a dream that I wanted but never appeared again .......
(June 1999)
One day I was riding a motorcycle headed to a college that is located
approximately 13km from where I live and then I along with fellow
college name Edy. We both must precede the search for the most cutting edge ...... anyone. We
compete to continue ... .. so fast and I'm slowly getting left behind
... again .. my journey and my thoughts disturb me be slowed down, I
feel tired and lazy to race again after his reflection suddenly occurred
to me ...... and a few moments later .memuncak peaked my emotions ...
because I felt in my dream plays tricks by itself, I became hysterical
at the sight of my rival is already far ahead of me ...... nearly 500m
.. then I'll stick my bike with mixed feeling of heat in my heart ......
.. I almost overtook him if only there was not a public transportation
vehicle speeding suddenly have to be right in front of me ... .I can not
control my bike again ... .tabrakan happen and even then I folded my
bike amongst themselves which have formed the motor body model of a
figure eight, my eyes berangsur- gradually began to close and I heard
the faint of my friends came to help me because when the collision
distance is not far away from campus, I refer to the hospital in the
nearby. My legs were all on hand and swollen, my skin blisters all starting from the shoulders up to my feet. For a moment I mention the name of Liang Inget before I was drugged while.
My house idamanku place, I miss my home after 3 days treated in RS then I allowed to go home and rest at home. This is what I want .......... sleep at home, more comfortable and not menoton. I keep thinking about what happened on the crash ... ..ku can only smile when everything happened. Not feel my eyes getting weak and then I will finally fall asleep.
The windows of my room wide open to make my room as a gentle breeze that makes my sleep more twist. I
opened my eyes wide, my heart beating strong and appear before me have
made me a person who stood up for this fall, she wept to see me and
stuck flowers near my feet, I could not speak anymore ... .rasanya I do
not believe if he would come back in my life, the same as before ... In
any case. And he remains the same whether the sweetness of
her youth, does not change one bit, not like me at this time that was
getting old was about 30 th
and increasingly faces like monsters ... .. Chris ... Chris ...... .Oh
not feel my tears flow on my cheeks ... .aku only terpakau and looked
directly at me ... and he was also with a sense of compassion to me
after that he slowly backward as he waved his hand to me equivalent to
the entire vein nadiku stiffened, hands and lips trembling, tears
flowing down toward diffusion of the place, I'm not willing .ahhh ......
I did not want to ... ..tak willing to live life without you ......
this. I shouted with a vengeance! Suddenly my
mother to come and wake me ...... I'm surprised because it turned out
through his voice out of my room and directly point to my mother's ear. My mom saw the tears in my cheeks and ask about it. I lied when I was only a dream falling from a high building.
It has been four months now I look like a zombie walking ... .yah so that my friends say. Indeed, the intention had almost vanished after what I go through .... I
want you to live in the real world Liang Inget, I want to wast on this
campus to undergo all sorts of scientific challenges with me, I probably
will never get tired of coming to this campus
............................................. .. but now? I do not know anymore ... ..I feel I'm crazy, crazy for a dream! What you get Chris yesterday? I do not know Ed, I have not seen the test results ...... What is wrong with chris? Not look so excited? It's
okay Ed, I wrote ... Just sleepy ..pengen sleep, sleep and dream
continues ...... .mimpi very beautiful, not both Ed, if you need not
have to get up ... forever. Dead deh if so! Well ... maybe it's better Ed, let me free from everything! Kris you crazy huh? Well ...... Indeed I'm crazy now Ed, why do not you come near me again or I'll bite you loh! (Edy: ...... ?????).
(Sept 2000)
At this time I was on an island, the island named Khayangan, maybe once
gathered here the angels from antiquity until the government named as
such, well I do not know for sure sh ...... What about the story in a
clear .. This is quite cool and surrounded by salt water, the island its
name aja yah surely surrounding sea I
sit on the edge of the bridge, kupandangin around me ... ..sepi, there
are only few people who was busy fishing, but I felt the crowd can be a
series of laughter from friends -teman my college who came with me to
this place, but I choose to is with them, I prefer to be alone and that
was understood by my friends, everything changed from this myself ......
since I have not yet got my shadow tiba- arrive so disappointed ......
.aku so dreamy and aloof (Even years later, I have so often cry when
every time remembering yourself). If there are people like
you in this world then it probably is the embodiment of the present
yourselves in this world, and that I can be sure that you're sure of
Indonesia, face and profile ukuranmu is Indonesia yang! While
some point to China, but more rapidly you live in Indonesia is because
your skin is not even explain to you more dominant in China, but it is
the color of Indonesia. Well ... you say Indonesia, ahh ... .seandainya some women really like about you then perhaps the embodiment of yourself Chris. I fell too far, too hope to be a fairy tale and all too crazy with what I have done over the years. (Do not Dream Too Far!).
Real Story V by Christian (1991 - 2014 )
(If there is a sentence that does not mean string of them have lost the sheet)
This
year I've started working, little by little I began to learn to live
again from all keterpurukanku ...... I started working in a Housing
Consultant and Contractor company for the first time what I get all of
the campus can I apply here. I graduated from the Civil
Engineering Building, I graduated with a mediocre ... (all because of my
actions alone that era was really a mess ... all my grades plummeted!
All because of my dream, and it's all because of My love is The Power Of
Love is a force of love, this is love that truly has the power, no
longer love that is stronger than me, loving people in the real world
that sometimes people still can not completely sincere, let alone this
love up to the dream Natural love is strong that I held it, it was
incredible for me ... .sungguh beyond the power of human reason, but
somehow this was the one that never happened to me, I GOT WAKE).
For
someone who read this article do not ever expect of your dreams because
you may be experiencing a heavy blow as anything I've ever had, hurry up
and realize you do not continue! The disadvantage can not be estimated again with ... ..buaaanyak know! As
a result of month to month and from year to year I worked until I had
worked in New Guinea, Manado, Jakarta Kalimantan until all gone through
without you anymore without my dream again, I have become a man again,
I've forgotten everything ...... .. (Sept 2007)
# What if he comes back again to the dream?
@ Actually, from the bottom of my heart ... ..I still miss the dream
# What if you suddenly to meeting him in the real world?
@ If not too late then I would catch up to him, should I get him and his love and I will be with him constantly! Until at any time if necessary until the world into two and there is no separate word!
But
if it's too late all then I want him to be my best friend, like a
brother, like my brother, I'll take care of anyone who wanted to hurt
him, including the husband, I do not care about anyone there who just do
not hurt him or hurt him, I would be the outpouring her whenever she
needs me must immediately come to him even though it was already late at night and into the morning. (Power Of Love).
***
THE END……. Teach Me How To Dream
To Chris From Christ – I Can Wait Forever
( Content writer : will
not ever have any people who believe in what has been kualami this,
really .... I'm depressed, I'm just the one who has to know all this )
Thank you KPD Readers who have helped me.
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