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Thursday, November 2, 2017

a promising morning out of still water.


this post designated to be brief: I just want to report my satisfaction yesterday and today. yesterday I blogged without dream's escort and narration went smooth. this dawn I dreamt my temporary inhabitant in a remote place, say northwestern China. I managed a lot and barely got to aboard, on train or airline, to Harbin. near last stop then I found my hometown far from Harbin where almost half China apart from central China, my hometown. so intensive triumph turned half completed, I didn't regret but knew new journey ahead homecoming. then I woke up after vivid dream. yesterday I posted among boring, pale reality without nutritious dream. I contented with my work and avoid lunch. dining time I felt rewarding, and all female people I concern shown in daily jog outside around QRRS square. they leave me complete in complacent. after settled in dorm and TV time began, my kodi heavily surveillanced. search result of my favorite episode appeared but playing back abrupt quit before rolling up. still I harvested via youtube which much readier accessible. I learned current world affairs, some situation in China first hand there. I also enabled gzip on my web server for speedier page load, after google reports test result on my site performance via gmail promotion. that's really nice to boost my site for greater audience. I have no other means to improve our voice, Royal China's emerging gospel, for world and our people beside this tiny technology. God dad, I really enchanted by podcasts' companion all day long during deadly siege of PRC tyranny, thx for the commodity, grant us freedom of voice & informative stream on base of poverty prevails mainland China. bring me sooner my Royal China to broaden national. bring our Christmas day gift on time and cure our need of support of our living as well as investment in cyberspace. bring me sooner my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, to extend my life folded so many years alone. dad God, let me resilient as usual.

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