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    Q Zukin's Journal of Dreams

    Hello and welcome to my dream journal!

    My name is Zukin and this is the journal where I keep my most memorable dreams. My other journal, updated daily, can be found here. I have been a lucid dreamer since childhood, and have recently sparked interest in developing my own shared dreaming technique. I am a university student, I love to play video games, practice contortionism, and lucid dream.

    Zergoth - Vistors welcomed, but warned.

    My dream world, Zergoth, is innocent by day and is full with beautiful landscapes and stunning temples. By night, it becomes an entirely different universe. The bent, wicked trees of night creak and howl and unearthly creatures rise to feast. These creatures will rarely confront you, rather they prefer to stalk quietly and inflict their victims with mind bending psychological horror.

    See KNIGHTMARE
    See also - (Older) Cartography map of Zergoth

    Lucid Dreaming Experience

    I love to practice lucid dreaming, though university studies often get in the way. When lucid, I am generally not a fighter - though I will rise to the occasion if threatened. I am a seeker of information. I love to explore and take my consciousness to new heights. I have found and met my amazing dream guide, learned my dream name, and discovered my origins. I occasionally love to give myself a scare - few know the horrors of a lucid nightmare, a dream spun out of control.

    See Transcend - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views

    Shared Dreaming Experience

    I have been involved in shared dreaming for the past three years. I have developed the ability to distinguish dream character from entity, shared dream from normal dream, and have taken the initiative to develop a new method of sharing dreams.

    See Castle of Darkness - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views
    See also Hacking into the DreamNet


    I have also been polyphasic (uberman). My blog of the torture of polyphasic can be found here.

    Character List:

    Charmy/KestrelKat: Known as Charmy in my older entries, before she joined DV. She's my best friend, we met in Germany.
    Akira: First boyfriend (4+ yrs ago), lots of "supernatural" history between us.
    Dread/Izam:: Two ex's of mine
    James: Strange character of unknown origins. We keep entering each other's dreams, usually intentionally.

    1. The Light Within

      by , 10-17-2010 at 08:45 PM (Zukin's Dream Journal! <3)
      It was the end of the school day, and I was walking to an after school club. Two boys were being jerks, so I told them to...go away. I finally found the meeting place in a classroom, and the 2 men where there. Ugh. I sat in the front and ignored them. After about 20 minutes in the meeting, the phone rang and the teacher answered it.

      "Yes, she's here," He said. He looked at me and motioned for me to come to the front of the room.

      "He wants you downstairs now. Someone has reported that you have been carrying weapons to school," He says. Whaaat?

      I march downstairs to the commons where an officer takes me outside. We walk into town and sit on the curb.

      "Have you been doing drugs?" He asks violently.

      "No, I have not," I respond.

      "Tell me the truth," He says, louder.

      "What makes you think I'm even on drugs?"

      "GOD DAMMIT TELL THE TRUTH!!!" Strangers begin to stare.

      "What the hell? I'm not even on prescription drugs!" I yell back, "I've had enough of this shit." I pick up my backpack and walk away.

      The next afternoon as I am walking home I realize that I forgot my sketchpad back on the street curb. I walk into a small store and ask if they have it. A cute Asian store manager hands me my sketchpad with my little drawings.

      I sit outside her store against the brick wall and begin to draw. The officer sits beside me. Oh god, not him again. From my peripheral view I can see that he is balding, he doesn't have much hair as it is. He is Caucasian and a little chubby.

      "I am sorry for my behavior yesterday," He says cooly.

      "Whatever," I'm thinking about leaving.

      "Look around you," He says. We are now in a bigger city, a little smaller than New York City, and people are bustling around us. We are still sitting with our backs against a building wall. "The people here know nothing of awareness, and I don't want you to lose you're awareness either." What did he mean by awareness?

      "Keep the light inside you burning strong, and never let it die."