God affirms me with mighty deed in dusk drizzle.

16/5/2010

today witness God's deed. the morning when i got up its gloomy. after breakfast i read indoor. then shifted to front yard of my dad's old house to read when it turned clearer. soon some kids in the village visited me. i treated them with animation online. when some of them asking for games, i let them playing pc games on my notebook. then more children or students arrived&gamed, let the front yard noise and happy. after forced them left when i felt enough, i prepared recent photos, and posted them with God's help against China surveillance, which failed me for more than an hour when i fought alone. a cute girl accompanied me when i succeeded posting to picasaweb. i shown her and later other girls their photos on my album online. when they started to game, i rested or tutored them to master computer mouse they first time used. they tried 3 games, and reluctant to give up. i soon brought my camera to haunt the village's front plaza, where again empty, likely most residential busy with indoor gambling. i shoot some photo of water, one of my favorite theme, then visit my elder brother's home, where i shot more scenery pictures. mother asked neighbor wives to buy pork, and still preparing dinner when i returned home. i rested in my dad's old house's back yard. its a long time before mother served dinner, and when i started to eat dinner, some evil neighbor wives gathered to watch the coming drizzle driving my mother indoor. but i insisted to finish dinner in drizzle. when i finished first bowl of rice with some marvellous dishes, the drizzle stopped. i felt God's bliss and exchanged one or two sentences with a neighbor wife for glad seeing the rain favor us. then a more serious drizzled suddenly arrived, mother rushes to collect dishes and moved to house to evade the drizzle even i insisted and finished my dinner in the drizzle, which wet my suite's shoulders. God don't alert me with precaution, but i know i do the right things any time. in peace, i shifted the table, which only left a dish by my failed mother, to our house after my last suck of rice wine several weeks ago elder sister bought me, and went outside lavatory to make water. the drizzle stopped almost at once. i chatted in dad's front yard with neighbor wife and her son about a new game i got late afternoon, and invited the kid even i knew he wouldn't join for the failure and hostile from his demon family. then i sang in open air till mother let me doing cleaning for night. the matter in the dusk is clearest God's deed. for the sinful neighbor wife, just behind my dad's house, is a Buddhist. she worshipped a puppy Buddha in her room facing our kitchen. dad, God, u shown killing and all why this dusk.
its all right when i watching TV. but mother felt at a loss, and tried to challenge me by sat parallel to me on my bed watching TV. i know her struggle against me, till she retreated in her claim for sleep. God, u sees i never response for any sins in the world of human.

benzrad's tweets&comments in May 12-16,2010

{May 12, 2010} mercy in Heaven. 

read in front square of dad's house after sky turns clearer. received the visiting aunt. dirt challenged, also from the front dark house owner, and drizzled awhile, let me shift working space indoor. mother babbled while doing sewing with neighbor wives all afternoon. i enjoy reading&download. post lastest blog to myspace. eldest brother, the demon captured, invited me to partake his shrimps&bird meat. i refused. the son of dark house owner joined. mother attempted to mimic, suggested cooking me a chicken, i irritated&refuted. watched awhile local TV news. talked to baby son in air. his mom still in school near 8pm, while his grandma attending there. it drizzling again now, for cleansing&healing. 

{May 12, 2010} the coldness or even deadly indifference among Chinese society, kills innocent Chinese every second, and no cure. 

the ethic of modern China, esp. communist China, sinks into the darkest in China history. the cop/bureaucracy/machine dog system all among the social tissue smothered any humanity of hope. only God of Christian saves China, after the reformation of backbone and in the monstor's corpse from its ruin quite soon. China republic, is totally a premature, an abortion of the sin of seduction by Russian Red. http://amplify.com/u/5ykv 

{May 13, 2010} God blesses. 

rained likely all night. but wind let the ground now almost dry. the air so fresh, and the nearby mountain so green and living, let me sang&recited poems. evil eldest brother attempted to hurt me. it drizzling again now. enjoy douban.fm, on which last night i fav quite some albums manually.

{May 14, 2010} an average busy day. 

read all day. dozed awhile when i rest on long bench in front yard to avoid the noise of neighbor wives babbles. help the mother, a disable elder, of neighbor. talked with Masheng all day. demo family album, including her daughter, to the wife of the ditched neighbor house. tried to chat with baby&his mom online, but soon forced down, like China surveillance broke between. 

{May 15, 2010} lightened by young lives. 

dreamed of college alumni. a pale morning, cold when sat&read online. somebody hurt around me, but God's shine forever incomparable shiny. read while neighbor wives babbled near my back door, including the sinful neighbor husband. i roamed awhile to evade dirt. then girl children&students, also including boys, visited. i treated them with animation online, later girl students played pc games. they left lately. i haunted the front village with my camera, shot some folks, some of them interested by my shooting. shown them their photos. dined in back yard. watched TV before surfed. ema chatted with me when she wired, and a nice talk.

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some plants and the village hall.

village children and students played pc games on benzrad, my notebook.

granddaughter of my elder brother.

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the coldness or even deadly indifference among Chinese society, kills innocent Chinese every second, and no cure.

the ethic of modern China, esp. communist China, sinks into the darkest in China history. the cop/bureaucracy/machine dog system all among the social tissue smothered any humanity of hope. only God of Christian saves China, after the reformation of backbone and in the monstor's corpse from its ruin quite soon. China republic, is totally a premature, an abortion of the sin of seduction by Russian Red. http://amplify.com/u/5ykv

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God, my passed dad, talked with me about sin/death, and fate of family tree.

11/5/2010

yesterday is an important memory for me, in my hometown journey 2nd, for i earnestly talk to and with God, my passed dad. the day just after some chilly raining days, i read most of the day near my dad's old house's front door, which rightly monitored by the evil dark house's owner, the second husband of my early passed aunt, a diligent woman who left me life time memory, a said once bare poor in the village before the new republic China. the demon's window just peeking our front door, just under a slope. the demon polluted me all the day with his tomb chill, so when i felt reading enough, i haunted the village's hall with my camera. but the front square of the village don't gather any interesting young men as usual, so i picked to travel the newly developing wing of the village, where most of the offspring of the dark house owner shifted their houses to, as well as other minor or confluent family trees in the village where almost all residents in family name Zhu. its a fruitful tour, in which my blended memory and anxiousness called forth. the back hill is the main well being source of the villagers, but all that led by my passed dad when he left his factory for injury on his toes in a blast in rocks and returned to the village. he continued his work with steer tools to make use of stones on our back hill for bridges or other building usage, by unearthed them, sorted them, trimmed&polish them for ready brick or block or other frameworks. his works not only support my education which is the best among my sisters and brothers, but forges my best cherished memory and hope and belief and lifestyle on being a man. that occurred amid the transition China opening to the world from deadly locked communism doctrine. the young villagers gradually all follow my dad's lead and improved their lives a lot in these decades by producing tombstone from the hill. but the village, or town, badly need a new business pattern in coming eras. in the tour, i not only led by worship to the hills protecting our village, but also irritated by the shockingly unregulated development after my dad's years on the mountain. waste and unreasonable building reflects the Chinese society and its culture. i took quite some nice photos on the scenes. after returned home, i babbled&query a lot about the passed villagers and rise or fall of families in their sins or glories. i sensed God, my passed dad, so close to me and my vision. in reviewing my homeless status, my heart weighting, my hope dimmed upon my faith of my coming Royal of China, my family in incomparable glory. i especially looking forward the reunion with my beloved girls, with my baby son, God of Universe, Hope of China, who brings me so many happy moments. but God comforts me with universe message in Holy spirit, that i was rightly in learning, in a road of witness and sharping vision, in a road of harden wills to change, change the most cold-blooded shelter or defense by devils to drag China backward or inward. in the dusk, i was lightened by God's message, lightened by the rule and command God trusts me to execute. when night covered the sky with black, i tried to chat with baby, to whom i'm so thankful, but unfortunately, his mom, emakingir, rebuffed my invitation. i guess China surveillance took action trying to separate us. God, u know the way all these mean to lead out.

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God, my dad, shown me death and fate of family tree, on his scary land.

11/5/2010

yesterday is an important memory for me, in my hometown journey 2nd, for i earnestly talk to and with God, my passed dad. the day just after some chilly raining days, i read most of the day near my dad's old house's front door, which rightly monitored by the evil dark house's owner, the second husband of my early passed aunt, a diligent woman who left me life time memory, a said once bare poor in the village before the new republic China. the demon's window just peeking our front door, just under a slope. the demon polluted me all the day with his tomb chill, so when i felt reading enough, i haunted the village's hall with my camera. but the front square of the village don't gather any interesting young men as usual, so i picked to travel the newly developing wing of the village, where most of the offspring of the dark house owner shifted their houses to, as well as other minor or confluent family trees in the village where almost all residents in family name Zhu. its a fruitful tour, in which my blended memory and anxiousness called forth. the back hill is the main well being source of the villagers, but all that led by my passed dad when he left his factory for injury on his toes in a blast in rocks and returned to the village. he continued his work with steer tools to make use of stones on our back hill for bridges or other building usage, by unearthed them, sorted them, trimmed&polish them for ready brick or block or other frameworks. his works not only support my education which is the best among my sisters and brothers, but forges my best cherished memory and hope and belief and lifestyle on being a man. that occurred amid the transition China opening to the world from deadly locked communism doctrine. the young villagers gradually all follow my dad's lead and improved their lives a lot in these decades by producing tombstone from the hill. but the village, or town, badly need a new business pattern in coming eras. in the tour, i not only led by worship to the hills protecting our village, but also irritated by the shockingly unregulated development after my dad's years on the mountain. waste and unreasonable building reflects the Chinese society and its culture. i took quite some nice photos on the scenes.
after returned home, i babbled&query a lot about the passed villagers and rise or fall of families in their sins or glories. i sensed God, my passed dad, so close to me and my vision. in reviewing my homeless status, my heart weighting, my hope dimmed upon my faith of my coming Royal of China, my family in incomparable glory. i especially looking forward the reunion with my beloved girls, with my baby son, God of Universe, Hope of China, who brings me so many happy moments. but God comforts me with universe message in Holy spirit, that i was rightly in learning, in a road of witness and sharping vision, in a road of harden wills to change, change the most cold-blooded shelter or defense by devils to drag China backward or inward. in the dusk, i was lightened by God's message, lightened by the rule and command God trusts me to execute.
when night covered the sky with black, i tried to chat with baby, to whom i'm so thankful, but unfortunately, his mom, emakingir, rebuffed my invitation. i guess China surveillance took action trying to separate us. God, u know the way all these mean to lead out.

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A large gap digged by villagers' quarry.

a new villager's house can described as luxury.

a village pond, so lovable, but other 2 ponds missing or pulluted.

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God talks to me closely.

11/5/2010

yesterday is an important memory for me, in my hometown journey 2nd, for i earnestly talk to and with God, my passed dad. the day just after some chilly raining days, i read most of the day near my dad's old house's front door, which rightly monitored by the evil dark house's owner, the second husband of my early passed aunt, a diligent woman who left me life time memory, a said once bare poor in the village before the new republic China. the demon's window just peeking our front door, just under a slope. the demon polluted me all the day with his tomb chill, so when i felt reading enough, i haunted the village's hall with my camera. but the front square of the village don't gather any interesting young men as usual, so i picked to travel the newly developing wing of the village, where most of the offspring of the dark house owner shifted their houses to, as well as other minor or confluent family trees in the village where almost all residents in family name Zhu. its a fruitful tour, in which my blended memory and anxiousness called forth. the back hill is the main well being source of the villagers, but all that led by my passed dad when he left his factory for injury on his toes in a blast in rocks and returned to the village. he continued his work with steer tools to make use of stones on our back hill for bridges or other building usage, by unearthed them, sorted them, trimmed&polish them for ready brick or block or other frameworks. his works not only support my education which is the best among my sisters and brothers, but forges my best cherished memory and hope and belief and lifestyle on being a man. that occurred amid the transition China opening to the world from deadly locked communism doctrine. the young villagers gradually all follow my dad's lead and improved their lives a lot in these decades by producing tombstone from the hill. but the village, or town, badly need a new business pattern in coming eras. in the tour, i not only led by worship to the hills protecting our village, but also irritated by the shockingly unregulated development after my dad's years on the mountain. waste and unreasonable building reflects the Chinese society and its culture. i took quite some nice photos on the scenes.
after returned home, i babbled&query a lot about the passed villagers and rise or fall of families in their sins or glories. i sensed God, my passed dad, so close to me and my vision. in reviewing my homeless status, my heart weighting, my hope dimmed upon my faith of my coming Royal of China, my family in incomparable glory. i especially looking forward the reunion with my beloved girls, with my baby son, God of Universe, Hope of China, who brings me so many happy moments. but God comforts me with universe message in Holy spirit, that i was rightly in learning, in a road of witness and sharping vision, in a road of harden wills to change, change the most cold-blooded shelter or defense by devils to drag China backward or inward. in the dusk, i was lightened by God's message, lightened by the rule and command God trusts me to execute.
when night covered the sky with black, i tried to chat with baby, to whom i'm so thankful, but unfortunately, his mom, emakingir, rebuffed my invitation. i guess China surveillance took action trying to separate us. God, u know the way all these mean to lead out.

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for picasaweb&flickr blocked within China mainland, the shit&dog dominated sinful land, here some digest of photos hosted domestically.

A large gap digged by villagers' quarry.

a new villager's house can described as luxury.

a village pond, so lovable, but other 2 ponds missing or pulluted.

See and download the full gallery on posterous

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raining days in hometown village, chill releases&kills coldness gathered in Qiqihar.

9/4/2010

its my first time since my departure from the village to climbing on the Chinese social ladder by schooling near twenty years ago, that chill even in early summer in raining day so prevailing. within 2 days i cough a lot, and loathed to open my notebook to dig on my web presence. God, the rain surely killing dirt by draining the polluting&poisoning, and saving the thirsty. God, this morning u let me got up lately and talked with u, Masheng, my Japanese Crowned Queen, so many bliss in my life ahead. just in the mid of dirt&challenge from the demon in the front dark house of my dad's old house, some village girl students visited here again. i let them watching animation online and played pc games. its a cloudy day, but warmth resumed, and i likely wouldn't suffer cold since now. last night baby son talked to me, even just let me know that he is busy with bathing and wouldn't talk to me. this morning i dreamed a lot in the adversity he was virtually surrounded. God, u know how i love him, God of Universe, Hope of China. hopefully i can gift him with a new Dell notebook in this year end, which delayed by evil in QRRS, my once and long time employer, with which his&mom and myself, as well as baby son, all improves to a satisfying working and entertaining platform with the hardware. now, time to close this verse, my dear, my beloved, God sees how i missing u, in this anonymous countryside, my heart forever links to u, to the golden moments we shared. i praying with earnest&assurance the coming years will see we live together in our palace that's dream scape. bye.

benzrad's comments in these days:

Chinese poor quality, including software and ethic. there is no way out for Chinese enterprises don’t cooperate with world company. China in a total under dictation had to fail in near future. that’s no doubt. Chinese culture has to change, to repent to align with advanced world, or world ahead, for their history of misleading belief, national renegade. God shines Chinese in new millennium with united trinity. http://amplify.com/u/5ui6 yes, Japan is a submarine that can subdue the all world. coming decades will see the meaning of Japanese endeavor since centuries ago. Japan elegantly embraces the world and its fresh challenge in recent history with its national new persistent self-booting effects that indifferent its dirty or nerd neighbor nations. Japanese will see its due and more glories after the short-sighted hence arrogant neighbors fail in their own inferior referred above. peace, peace granted by God, shines the world on the earth, like Japan did. http://amplify.com/u/5ui6 in reference to: http://www.cnbeta.com/articles/110285.htm (view on Google Sidewiki)

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[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5SmISdY-2M] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HWMAM6AHIrw] still life in countryside: ants lined to migrate amid rain days. [flickr video=3563276862 w=400 h=320] [vimeo http://vimeo.com/11590961 w=400&h=320] for picasaweb&flickr blocked within China mainland, the shit&dog dominated sinful land, here some digest of photos hosted domestically. benzrad, 朱子卓, his current work space in his passed dad's old house in central China. raining day in Zhudajiu village, benzrad's hometown. http://amplify.com/u/5x2i

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raining days, dirt&coldness from history cleansed.

9/4/2010

its my first time since my departure from the village to climbing on the Chinese social ladder by schooling near twenty years ago, that chill even in early summer in raining day so prevailing. within 2 days i cough a lot, and loathed to open my notebook to dig on my web presence. God, the rain surely killing dirt by draining the polluting&poisoning, and saving the thirsty. God, this morning u let me got up lately and talked with u, Masheng, my Japanese Crowned Queen, so many bliss in my life ahead.
just in the mid of dirt&challenge from the demon in the front dark house of my dad's old house, some village girl students visited here again. i let them watching animation online and played pc games. its a cloudy day, but warmth resumed, and i likely wouldn't suffer cold since now. last night baby son talked to me, even just let me know that he is busy with bathing and wouldn't talk to me. this morning i dreamed a lot in the adversity he was virtually surrounded. God, u know how i love him, God of Universe, Hope of China. hopefully i can gift him with a new Dell notebook in this year end, which delayed by evil in QRRS, my once and long time employer, with which his&mom and myself, as well as baby son, all improves to a satisfying working and entertaining platform with the hardware. now, time to close this verse, my dear, my beloved, God sees how i missing u, in this anonymous countryside, my heart forever links to u, to the golden moments we shared. i praying with earnest&assurance the coming years will see we live together in our palace that's dream scape.
bye.

benzrad's comments in these days:

Chinese poor quality, including software and ethic.
there is no way out for Chinese enterprises don't cooperate with world company. China in a total under dictation had to fail in near future. that's no doubt. Chinese culture has to change, to repent to align with advanced world, or world ahead, for their history of misleading belief, national renegade. God shines Chinese in new millennium with united trinity. http://amplify.com/u/5ui6

yes, Japan is a submarine that can subdue the all world.
coming decades will see the meaning of Japanese endeavor since centuries ago. Japan elegantly embraces the world and its fresh challenge in recent history with its national new persistent self-booting effects that indifferent its dirty or nerd neighbor nations. Japanese will see its due and more glories after the short-sighted hence arrogant neighbors fail in their own inferior referred above.
peace, peace granted by God, shines the world on the earth, like Japan did.
http://amplify.com/u/5ui6
in reference to: http://www.cnbeta.com/articles/110285.htm (view on Google Sidewiki)

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[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5SmISdY-2M]
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HWMAM6AHIrw]

still life in countryside: ants lined to migrate amid rain days.

[flickr video=3563276862 w=400 h=320]
[vimeo http://vimeo.com/11590961 w=400&h=320]
for picasaweb&flickr blocked within China mainland, the shit&dog dominated sinful land, here some digest of photos hosted domestically.

benzrad, 朱子卓, his current work space in his passed dad's old house in central China.

raining day in Zhudajiu village, benzrad's hometown.