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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. Holographic Illusion

      by , 03-11-2012 at 08:21 PM (Zukin's Dream Journal! <3)
      I was walking through the park. There were a lot of people with fishing rods. I assumed that they were going down to the river.

      I kept walking until I came to a narrow dirt path. I took it and walked up the hill.

      At the top of the hill, the trees ended abruptly and opened up to a small peninsula on the lake. Waves were crashing against the rocks. On the grassy peninsula was a house. It looked rather new, but there wasn't anything, or anyone, inside.

      I stood hiding in the trees looking at the house.

      I've been here before.

      "It's just a hologram," the voice of a little girl says. I look down and see a little girl looking up at me. Sitting next to her is a strange creature. It looks like a skeleton with a dark robe on. I didn't pick up on any terribly malevolent energy from it.

      "How do you know?" I return, and look back at the house.

      "There's no entities in it. In the other dimension that the house exists in, there are many," she replies.

      Before she even spoke, I knew that she was right. I remembered a dream I had before where I was on this same peninsula and looking into the windows of the house. There were many, many entities there.

      "We're in the hologram," she states.

      "How do you know?"

      "Peel away my skin to find your demons underneath," she chanted. Her skin began to peel off. The creature next to her reached for the back of my heel with its skeleton fingers.

      When it touched my heel, the skin rotted away to reveal bone.

      "And when those who pray for other reasons pray, they shouldn't be disturbed. For those who pray for evil should not notice if something around them were to change," the little girl continued to chant.

      Her sentences slowly lost cohesion to meaning and my reality slowly peeled apart.

      The last thing I heard before waking up was, "she hasn't even ate a damned near rail today," in a southern boy's thick accent.