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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 Blue and White

      by , 08-05-2011 at 06:38 PM (Zukin's Dream Journal! <3)
      My karate class was having their training at a different location tonight. They said it was gonna be BIG.

      We met in an auditorium. There was a giant metal cage in the middle of the room.

      I saw that my neighbor was here! I didn't know that she did karate!

      I did a reality check, but everything turned out to be normal. I was just in a state of disbelief.

      The instructor introduced the metal cage as a fighting and defense scenario. There were mechanical punching arms that would come out of the walls and the person inside the cage would have to block, while trying to escape.

      My neighbor was the first to try it out.

      She got inside the metal cage and waited for a minute. Waited for something to happen...

      One of the mechanical arms came out of the wall and she blocked it immediately. She climbed up the chain-link-fence walls and disappeared.

      A minute later, we saw her ziplining down the room from the ceiling! She was like a ninja!

      Everyone immediately wanted to try their skills inside the fighting box.

      I was just sitting on a bleacher, finding it pretty interesting, but not really caring one way or the other.

      I was selected to be the first one to go forth. I tried to pass it up, but I was shoved forcefully inside.

      The inside of the box did not look at all like it did from the outside. I felt as if I had been teleported somewhere else.

      I was in a house...at the base of a staircase. The house had a strong Victorian style. It was dimly lit, but light poured out from a door that was ajar. I heard people talking.

      I heard the faint whispers of plotting coming from the room with the door that stood ajar. And then I heard another voice. A voice that did not come from the room, but perhaps from my own head. It told me to stay away from the walls. And to stay on the staircase for now. Not to continue on.

      I heard the floor creaking near me. I stood ready to fight.

      A woman came from around the corner and instantly attempted an attack. I kicked her in the face and she was out.

      This pattern of random people attacking continued about ten more times until they stopped coming and I decided to climb the stairs.

      At the top of the stairs the layout of the house changed dramatically. Instead of continuing to be a house, the layout changed to strange tunnels and theater catwalks. People were still coming at me...but they had changed. They were now harder to fight. Instead of being instantly knocked out when I kicked them, they would just get back up again. Even if I pushed them off of the top of the catwalk.

      I used many different styles, but I discovered that my strength was kicking. It had the most power for me.

      One woman was really smart though. She looked around sixteen and had brown hair with braids. I had attempted to kick her, but she grabbed my leg, smiled, and twisted me to the ground. I thought I was a goner but I managed to get back on top of her and push her off of the theater catwalk. I watched her fall to her death and she left my mind...

      I was fighting off someone else. When I had defeated them I turned around to move on and she was standing directly behind me.

      She scared the shit out of me. I knocked her down and just kept running. These people weren't dying anymore!!!

      I ran to the last section of the house. It was in a cave-like tunnel. There were four girls. Each of them were strong in their own ways, as I figured out.

      "I am Katya. And I am a telepathic," she announced to me. She looked sly and motioned for me to come at her. I was planning to hit her with a sidekick.

      "Sidekick," Katya assured before I had attacked, and defended herself appropriately.

      I wasn't sure how to attack her. I thought that I should attack her with one style, and then instantly switch to a different kick right before, so that she has little time to prepare. Of course, even thinking about it would be futile.

      All four of the girls attacked, and all of the people that I had not finished off in the last room, and I was completely lost.

      "Stop! Stop! Stop!" I yelled, "How am I even supposed to defend myself?"

      "You're doing it wrong," Katya explained, "this is harder. You must now kill, not defend. You can't play offense when you are obsessed with defense."

      "And what better to kill with, than a sword?" Katya hinted. When I thought about how I didn't have a sword, she whispered, "This is no longer reality. You can imagine what you please."

      I envisioned a sword. A powerful one, that would respond to me.


      The base of the sword was blue and white. The blade of the sword was white, but almost translucent. It had beautiful jagged edges. It was perfect for me.

      I fought deftly now. And when I proved myself, the girls and I fought against a giant dragon. With determination and power, we obliterated it.
    2. Zukin Slaughter + Spirit Warriors

      by , 12-04-2010 at 02:10 AM (Zukin's Dream Journal! <3)
      Ok. What did I eat last night lol.

      Zukin Slaughter

      I was in a video game and it sort of looked like WoW. I was with 2 guys and a girl. One of the guys was saying something to the other boy, but I couldn't hear them properly to make out the words. The man summons a rope and captures the girl and I. We are brought to a dungeon like place.


      The man tells us that he is going to go fight a Boss Monster, and that we should remain in the dungeon until he is done fighting. It's not like we had much of a choice though as we were tied up. The other girl sits where the red X is, and I sat on the other side of the half-wall. The door at the top is where he left to fight the monster, and the door at the bottom is where we came in at. The dungeon looked like something out of a cyberspace movie. The floors had streaks of neon green and the walls were a black with plaid blue design.

      I sat patiently waiting for him to return. Looking over the half-wall, I saw a vine like thing growing from the floor. It was green, perhaps it looked more like a tentacle but it was branching off on the sides. It was attacking the other girl, sucking out her life. It turned its focus towards me, and I moved away from the first half of the room. I freed myself from the ropes, and went to the far corner away from the green ghosty thing. Before I could make it to the other side, the green spirit shot an arrow at me.

      The arrow went through my chest and blood dripped and splattered on the floor. Determined to save my soul from being eaten, I continued to take my last few steps toward the safer corner until I collapsed on the floor. The pain began to encompass my entire body, and I dug my finger nails into the ground. They scraped against it and burrowed into the surface. By doing this, the top layer of the flooring several feet around me disappeared, uncovering a set of stairs. I took cover from the creature by hiding in the dips in the floor from the staircase. The tentacles of the spirit creature couldn't reach me here.

      I was pretty pissed off now. I had been dragged here against my will, terrified, and nearly killed. When that man came back, he was going to get it. I waited patiently for him, wondering about what happened to the other girl in the dark room. She was being awfully quiet, so I assumed that she was dead.

      I heard a slamming of the door, and peaked up above my secret ledge in the floor. There he was. He was wearing a suit of armor and had a beautiful sword in his hand. If he hadn't been so cruel I would have assumed that he was a hero. I secretly watched him as he scanned the room, looking for life. He didn't look shocked when he saw the other girl dead.

      I creeped out of my ledge and hid behind one of the half-walls, waiting like a snake. When he came close enough, I instantly attacked him with all of my pissed-off-force. I acquired his weapon when he dropped it from surprise and began slashing into his stomach. Streams of blood came out of his mouth and he fell to the floor, but he wasn't dead.

      I didn't want to kill him. So I left him there. I slowly walked to the other door leading outwards, not taking my eyes off of him. When my hands touched the knob, he looked at me and smiled creepily.

      "Good luck escaping," He sneered. I wasn't sure what he meant by that until I closed the door behind me and locked it shut. When I turned around I was encompassed by blackness. I could barely make out a eternal series of staircases surrounding me. I knew that it wouldn't take him long to find another way out of that room, and thus I had little chance of fleeing without a re-encounter.

      I felt around for a railing and then sped down the stairs blindly. I heard moaning in the distance. It was the moaning of the near dead. He was near. I saw a shadow of a creature against the wall.

      [missing time]

      I was now in the bedroom, and we were having our last fight to the death. He was now a girl in black. I was continuously stabbing him with the sword, but it was only doing minimal damage. My arms were covered in blood from the massacre and he was equally fighting back. I was beginning to grow weaker when I realized that simply maiming him would not solve the problem. He must be killed.

      I climbed on top of him and held him down. I took my long blade and held it against his neck. With a swift motion, I slit his throat. I left him on the floor and exited the room. I locked the door behind me. The door had a window on it, so I looked in. He was laying on the floor, seemingly dead. He slowly sat upright and looked me into the eye. The pupil in his blue eyes grew larger and larger until the entirety of his eyes were black. Upon seeing this, I ran out of the house.

      Spirit Warriors

      I was trying to leave school really fast before the traffic blocked my exit. I put the car in reverse and accidentally drove over the grass. Oh well. The road twisted and turned abnormally. I accidentally drove onto the roof of the school. Don't even ask how that happened (I'm not sure). I couldn't drive my car off of the roof because there was no longer a ramp, so I was stuck there.

      I went inside the school, in the room underneath where I parked my car. It was apparently the drama room. They looked like they were doing construction in the room. There were loose boards everywhere.

      "Sorry I parked my car on your roof." They looked at me for a second and then laughed. They told me that it happens pretty often, and that I needed to visit the janitor in the school garage.

      So, I went out to the garage. It was made like a large, square, wooden hut. The walls were not furnished or anything and it smelled like cedar. The garage had 2 floors and was very cluttered with odds and ends. I climbed up the stairs to the second floor. There was a wind chime hanging from an open window. Outside of the window there was a wooden roof. I crawled out of the window and stood on the roof. Sitting on the roof there was a guy looking out to the horizon. Next to him there was a sword that looked similar to the Godric Gryffindor Sword, except it had spikes lining the edges.

      I asked him who he was, and he told me that he used the sword to fight off evil spirits that continuously attacked him. He gave me a battle axe and told me that if I was going to hang around him that I would need this for my protection.

      We went to his house and he introduced me to his brother (looked like Joe's brother). His brother wasn't mentally stable and was often more perceptive of the spiritual attacks.

      We were in the hallway when his brother fell to the ground and went into fetal position.

      "They're coming" he whispered, while rocking back and fourth. His eyes were turning red and tears were forming and running down his cheeks.

      "Who's coming?" I asked.

      "Ssh, wait a minute." The guy said. His body stiffened up and he held his sword ready for an attack. I held my battle axe as well, not sure what I was about to attack. A large "mass" came over us. It looked like a giant shadow. His sword lit up and we began to attack the mass.