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Monday, September 11, 2017

fast exercise in looming economy.

dreamt my aunt held party of our relatives at her house with my mom.
most relatives chose cards to play but I reluctant to join. then some
boys went fishing nearby. I still wandering. then they got some
fishes. yesterday I dreamt funeral worker secret skill to search
corpses for valuable items like gold or jewellery. on sea I with my
son discussed with those kind of craftsman, trying retrieve properties
my ancestor left us. then dreamt my ancestor, Emperor and founder of
Ming dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang, who busy with writing his empire civil
law on his own. he treated me peacefully, and his looking was not so
ugly as some history book claimed. last week I first time practiced
meal limit: I starved 2 lunches in 2 series days. the reason first
likely for canteen operator woman not welcomes me. then I felt ate too
much next meal after the teeth cleanse operation. so I adopted fast
and intended skip a meal every week now on, including 2 meals in 2
weekends executed months. yesterday alos first day I felt so painful
after executed new scheme visiting my son: once a week. in Saturday
otherwise I will reunite my son, but I lonely stayed in my dorm,
tasteless online. my dorm internet warded again all the week. and my
son's chromecast strangely malfunctional. in God bliss I reset it and
setup it working again. I urged my son makes well usa of ward free
web, esp spoken English and left him alone with his android games just
after drizzle. the formosa franchise restore service last Sunday, but
hardly any changes after near 1 month "refurnish". I guess its in its
wade now. a nearby hotel's kitchen where we haunted during the
refurnish let us missing its pure Chinese cuisine dishes. and we
didn't visit Islamic noodle restaurants for half year, nor Islamic
pies. God, this breakfast in canteen I ate more than usual, for last
night I felt hungry. the background music and the adorable woman, the
operative of the canteen, let me regret, for they both out of my reach
and none enjoyable. God dad, save me from temptation and useless
emotional elation. put me in sole praying for my future family. help
those longing get them. bring me sooner my Royal China, my Japanese
Crown Queen Asoh Yukiko, to my new reality. grant us independent
business online and offline prosperous in hundred decades. bring my
son more chance of meaningful and joyful.

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

thick weeds of hatred around.

dreamt of bring my son traveling to my hometown. in suburb of our current town, passing a hotel we met many witches and wizards. some ambushed us. some cursed us. some stealed us. some transfered our appearance. in first attack, my son lost his outdoor baggage in a blink. second attack turned my son a disabled kid with damaged arms, lost his 2 mobiles I prepared 2 years ago. my son later told me he hide them in a place intact. we were heading to a bus stop where we will travel to Tianjin, north China where I graduated and broke my heart for a girl collegian. in Tianjin we will switch a bus then reach its railway station and head to our hometown in central China. in homeless and changing fake idol, we held each other firm against misleading exerted by those dark power. sometimes I want blamed my son according his performance but I later gave up, for they were forged and fake. some witch attempted to trade or threat, and attacked after our refusal. its a frightening dream. my neck turns more stiff and painful after nap. last night I ate too much, esp snack from street vendor near dorm gate and got sore water in throat midnight after woke up abrupt. I so gave up breakfast in canteen, and just napped. there were so many hatred in area of QRRS that I really felt. for example, the day before yesterday, a pile of dog shit or feces laid exactly front entrance of the dorm gate which using fence to narrow route. I after dinner and routine dusk jog started and in a blink stepped onto it through the limited gate. the night a middle size rain cleanse the dirty road. then in last dusk another small plastic bag in which likely bloods and dirts held laid there, pits the road block. a stubborn goat in his 60 or 70 constantly challenges me on my way jogging in dusk. twice the sin copied and according my changed route around the QRRS square just to facing me and deface my innocence. God grants my killing over the rubbish, the enemies of zhone Royal China. its a sunny noon now. I sunburn after lunch in the dorm minigarden, till nearby Senior middle school students came canteen for lunch. its very brilliant during recent clouds and rains. God dad, you guide me so far I didn't make any change around me. you tells me my security intact so far for future more widespread slaughter. yes dad God, I remember and trying remember the betray and profanation of my Royal China. grant me lighter heart for enjoying my daily bread and social times. bring me my Japanese Crown Queen, Asoh Yukiko, for better future of felling PRC, failing Chinese on mainland. guarantee our spiritual uprising on Christian way. thx dad God.

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

first time clean teeth in clinic.

dreamt with a Russian scholar visited bill gates' futuristic house.
bill at first introduce his encyclopedia. then his wife treated us
dinner. his daughter also appeared. while lingering I studied my
subjects. yesterday I in my life first time received dentistry health
care: teeth cleaning. it's a small local clinic, which charged me ¥80,
dearer than most web q/a. but the girl likely a deputy doctor worked
diligently and careful. the second half operative did by another woman
likely a doctor and a bit harsher. uncomfortable in the procedure
ignorable but time spent matters. I spent near 1 hour, even when I
left I felt relived. its my 1st step adopting western lifestyle in
grace and managed. last Sunday afternoon I arranged woz monthly
cinema. I waited him from his music class half hour in Qiqihar
supermarket. the nearby guard of the market even doubting my task
while I using my mobile to read there. after my son gloriously
appeared, I presented him ice drink, movie "Dunkirk", and hotpot
before taxied home. its wonderfully planned and executed. but the
night I slept so deep that next morning I felt clueless and unclear
when I visited my son for shower in public spa. his computer locked
him out after too many logon failure due to the problematic mouse. so
I spent another half day to reinstall windows. his mom, the small
bitch, tentatively brought him out and lingered somewhere lately after
7pm when I left the house after settle all issues fixed. I wanted to
report to my son my achievement and confidential but unable. my son
also forgot brought his mobile in usual hurry with his domineer mom.
returned to dorm, I doubt if I cared frustration and tasteless after
my son under expectation so many times. but I decided to care my son
full heart. so I buzzed him online and introduce my finished work and
blamed him for dispensable mobile, which blocked my access instant and
let me felt inferior to his mom hijacked him with superficial
educational purpose. PRC government like a cheap teacher monopolies
education and all time pretending orthodox. God dad, break through the
fake idol, free my Chinese society from lifeless stagnant. bring me my
Royal China, and my Crown Queen Asoh Yukiko from Japan, for humanizing
social flesh and architecture. grant me sustaining my adorable domains
with meaningful future world targeting.