dreamt to marry a minor tribe girl. the girl's family likely lives in mountainous southwestern China. according to their custom, first daughter will never marry but as heiress of family and move to second daughter's marriage as escort. I'm happy with the marriage and in the eve of wedding ceremony I talked with my brother-in-law near a campfire while eating. I let him not to allow fire wind licks my woollen shirt while I sat closely around the fire. then my past dad passed away, he unhappy my casual but insecure way near fire. he gazed me with anger then I woke up. my fiance is the second daughter of the family which has 3 daughters. and she is likely tall, thin and beautiful. yesterday bankcomm again buzzed in and talked detailedly about my family, my finance. she got my son's mom's, and my kid brother's mobile number. the dorm canteen operator also inquired how is their loan of boarding and urged they in short of cash. in the night I busy with fix typo among my sites on my wiki page. after settled it time to bed. I surfed awhile then went to bed. on bed I deeply frustrated by urged by nearby acquaintance. the operator family long time has a different tradition or culture I reckon sinful from mine. they not only hurry me to pay back their loan but also attempted blocking my boarding there. without boarding and with my frozen salary by PRC's credit administration, I will starve. the once workplace, QRRS, likely adopted an indifferent stance not to intervene. my financial crisis roots in poor salary which below ￥2000 decades. my living expense is the amount and bank commission including penalty now rises to near that amount, too. God, dad, where is the way to survive the adversity the sinking PRC, the theft of my vested Empire of China, setup? how to fund my startup for China democracy and Royal of China? dad God, help me in the darkened nightmare and threatened living. bring me my Royal China, my always gospel, my crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, to shine over my troubled pool of finance. bring me peace in building up my kingdom of plenty and prosperous miles after miles. after all God, dad, I in faith of you and vow to follow the glorious path on the sovereign in eastern Asia.
Jul 5, 2016
in dawn dream I with my son, woz, made a huge package each under PRC's surveillance against adversity. woz's even bigger than mine. last Friday the dorm canteen operator demanded me returning their loan of boarding for they in short of cash. I have no way but my work place to seek last help. so I visited my once department leader, now assistant manager of QRRS, and discussed my unbalanced situation. he asked for my mobile and promised informing me if his leader board has any solution extends to me. returned to dorm, bankcomm clerk woman buzzed in. I talked about my housing public fund which intact in accumulation so far. I suggested her to elaborate that source with my workplace leader. last Saturday afternoon I brought my son watched "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Out of the Shadows (2016)" and we both satisfied. his mom tentatively arranged my son's schedule too pushy to allow us dwelling more together. my son's mobile, a nexus, very specifically target hacked, disabled vpn, google play store and revealed messenger. I also lost temper upon my son's loose management over security. but God dad, isn't they can't afford their losing and barked louder now to upset us? the sinking PRC surveillance, the dog system, from start to end is a failure. they boast their triumph, times and times targeted my son's computers, they in fact chasing its own tail like mad dog. God, dad, I was aging and hostile in my circumstance alerts me of hidden dangers or revenge of nobody. God, dad, I wouldn't exit with regret. for glory of Son I will bring about, for Empire of China reset ahead of 1109 years, I will stride to explore till shiny holy paved. dad God, grant me freedom of financial independence. bring me my Royal China to tip turn the sinking PRC dictation , and freaky atheism worship now insaner and mortaler. let my cyber startup booms.
Jun 27, 2016
Dreamt of 2nd son of my 2nd brother sick, his brain grows out of skull. Then dreamt bank clearance clerk and cops visited my house, scan my documents, tool box, all stuff about my entrepreneur. My once workplace, QRRS cable TV branch, its most crews gathered likely with subpoena. Some of them suggested me handover my most recent and cherished tool box. I admit and suggested the searching clerk about the toolbox but found the toolbox missing. Then I out of rage and burst in angers. Its raining and likely in my hometown village, Zhudajiu. I also during the investigation doubting add a TOS, Term of Service onto my websites from template my site's dynamic backend web app offers. My nephew appears again trying to calm me, with his illness. Last weekend bankcomm.com clearance clerk informed me 3 times before shift my case to its law enforcement department after I admit unable to pay after 3 months. They tried best to prevent it by persuading me to gather the amount, about ￥3000, to hand in time. But I really sick to beg my alumni, my relatives again after these 3 months my finance fell in trouble and lots of survival clinch bank devised. The bankcomm soon buzzed my relatives, including my 3rd elder sister then forward to kid brother, a foolish and mean man with his startup, and my son woz. I got the phone to my son on the bus to dine out after shower. I debated my situation with the clerk woman and still felt innocent and of integrity. My son dislikes my trouble and urged me leave him alone soon after we returned to his mom's house, where we ate melon with newly handover fruit subscription barely from my kid brother's just arrived loan, ￥300 in addition ￥100 cellphone recharge, with which woz's glasses also replaced as planned years ago and his mom with her mom refused to loan 400rmb even guaranteed by woz's lunar new year's received gift money ￥900 from my old family hometown took over by the bitch at once after our 2nd flight tour to southern China in Feb 2016, and woz's alipay leftover recent years I gifted him but frozen temporarily by PRC policy over my credit crisis, resulted in burst of anger and hate each sides. In dorm the possible encountering cops and law enforcement staff from bank haunted my mind while I started reading. Later I jogged as usual. This morning I napped all the morning, for last night my son, woz ported a night in my dorm and too small bed let me lack of sleep. Dad God, we have faith in your salvage after all. Grant me independent finance and focus in my cyberspace startup. Bring me sooner my Royal China to sustain the bright future of young Chinese, as well as due respect of adults in sinking PRC. Thx for the holy affirmative and sunny summer sky since yesterday.
Jun 25, 2016
dreamt of uncle passed in my teenage. Its a sunny morning, but in dawn dream I first time dreamt my dad's youngest brother who deceased in his 40 or 50s'. my dad's eldest brother, a long time admirer of my dad's marriage and family together even we were poorer, also appeared in the village, ie outside of uncle's house. they entrusted me to find their workplace, a factory. I tried to digitalize manually drawn map, and also google map and searched both for location of their work unit and their concerned persons. its a bit weird for I never dreamt my uncle before. but God, dad, I in holy didn't believe in ghost. this morning my salary officially freezed. I have to live with bare hands. the canteen didn't show refusal but reserved. I will have to borrow to pay mobile fee. my weekends reunion with my son will only support one meal in 2 days, and the only meal on Sunday will also endangered. meanwhile my world web access turns stable after 3 or more showily hackings from PRC dictative curtain. dad God, the credit crisis really draining me, buffet my mood of living happy. I took challenge, took investment, took entrepreneur in recent years, but I now eagerer to land safely and home. dad, God, bring me sooner my Royal China to guard my family and offspring, guarant Chinese to independent and China from totally collapse, like Mideastern Arab's wasteland. grant me freedom of financial independence, grant my Empire glory of plenty to be creative and magnitude social factors coexist and supportive.
dreamt in our family's cabin. we had a party, inc my niece and guest girls. then a guy spied us and joined our shuttercock game. we together beat the guy till he confessed his role. its late night, then we found in another room of the cabin, my niece lonely slept and fears darkness. then we sorry and visited her as companions. we competed with poems, including my nephews, for the peaceful night. yesterday I had good time with my son. since last week I warned him pedophobia he now loathed to hear my babbles, for my warn likely put his mightiness in constrain. but he is so selfless and soon accepted my companion again. I fed him with his favorite Chinese franchise restaurant, Seejoys dunplings, where I only have less than ￥50 in purse and constantly afraid of can't pay our bill there. next day, Sunday we dined Japanese cuisine whose bill paid by our subscription digitally. after shower I escorted him all the afternoon now that his mom not at home, till the grandma prepared supper. I complained boring after we tried video games and waiting for downloading. then I massaged woz, whose neck and back under heavy usage in his frequent android gaming and my concern to keep its resilient. my son more or less enjoys it. after that I tried ice bag we recently ordered online for cooling our legacy game notebook and works perfect, we applied it on woz's neck, head. later he wrote awhile his homework and I continued trying to sell the ice treatment. after returned to dorm, I busy restored my os which damaged by China surveillance, first time it tentatively disabled my vpn and forced me rebuilding it. the iron curtain previously constantly broke in but maintained my world web accessible. but they never gave up blocking my son browsing western video websites. God, dad, grant my son richer entertainment, esp overseas movies and TVs. forever win us broader access of world democracy and its media, esp google and twitter, etc, to ensure our source of sound news and judgement. help me cope my credit crisis with triumph, help my cyberspace startup succeeds.
Jun 18, 2016
yesterday dreamt snakes everywhere around me. this dawn dreamt borrow books from my 2nd elder brother and sister. then found in a month I will graduate and without job. so I go to Lhasa to work. but there my nephew, ie. first son of my 2nd elder sister and his son and other relatives electronic sucked and lots of panic, including some of evilous students I found from those paid my son's mom to receive her tuition at her house when I visited son. at last I tried to rescue my relatives and entered the electrified room, consulted nearby kids about safe spots, jumped and trying to reach lever to cut down leaking power then woke up. this week a bit busy, upgrading my son's intel nuc with new and larger ssd bought by my supportive credit card from PSBC even in credit crisis. China surveillance heavily attacked me when I prepare clean OS and backup on it. they desperate broke the minipc and blocked my son from enjoy American movies and videos through VPN I prepared. each time within a week after my clean built they ruin the encrypted tunnel, make youtube and amazon video inaccessible. and this month my once and long time employer, QRRS, likely busier with orders. my purse almost empty but now new salary would improve it and better. credit card issuer bank buzzed but now we are more polite, except PSBC didn't call in so far, on air. and some of them threatened shift me to its law enforcement department but yet happened. but the dorm canteen operator who lent me boarding before my promised pay, turns complainful. last night a heavy rain loudly sang when I bought dine out groupon by PSBC credit online. its just so blessing, so I dropped my son a phone even I doubt if its too late around 9pm. but he is agile to pick the phone, as holy affirmed. this noon I will reunite him in champion of new availability of entertainment. God, dad, bring me sooner my Royal China to host my family. bring lifestyle we enjoyed so far. help me alleviate credit crisis in this month salary. grant us happy weekends every week.
Jun 10, 2016
dreamt in campus with my Nankai Univ alumni again in practice lesson. I lost track when team launched. on half way I met some kids, I rewarded some coins to a smart boy. when I caught up with the team, they were leaving. I confused why these physics lessons so hard to learn and discussed my problem with others, like ballistic track, pounding force, etc. some of my alumni told me and I gradually grasped it, for human have right to know what's going on in their life. so science sometimes knows as curious as fun, doesn't always mean to change courses, to fix something, but it tells truth even boring truth. I met lots of classmates including girls when I arrived the camp. on farewell party I suggested a toast and lots of biddings echo from my classmates then I woke up. a rain in dawn turns clear even in my dream. its a mid size rain, raindrops make happy rhythm like my hometown central China summer rains. last night I first intended to suffer starvation with the only noodle meal, for my only have 30rmb in purse. near 9pm, hunger let me blue, I tried to shift focus from it but failed. then I gave in and intended to watch and dine out my son today, for according PRC calendar the Sunday will be a workday. I will have to shower on Saturday rather than usual Sunday lest my son has no vacation to do it for schooling. then I relieved and ate a candy I prepared for my son's visit. later hunger even urgent and I had to cost ￥5 for a street vendor snack nearby in the night. God, dad, when is we in no want? when our enjoyed lifestyle makes us heartedly settled? bring me sooner my Royal China to host my guests and under Holy glory of plenty we cheer up. grant me my cyber startup booming and credit as safe and likes a breeze.
Jun 9, 2016
lunar dragon boat day holiday slides in before my notice. this morning missed canteen breakfast among dreams and naps in early wakeup, or the dorm canteen already closed service in holiday like usual. in boring morning I felt all world pales out in others' celebration, left me alone and lonely. I felt cold and napped in quilt for warmth. near noon I ate noodles in nearby restaurant after found canteen out of service. the sunshine is faultlessly bright, but it a bit too stinging for sunbath. I missed my son very much but decided follow Christian calendar to reunite him in weekends, ie day after yesterday, and for the sake of my poor wallet, which left no more than ￥30. this week my credit card issuer bank buzzed several times, and I promised CCB whose clearance clerk woman quite sincere that I will pay it first with this month salary. bankcomm confirmed my unable to pay in time more than 3 times, likely will adopt next phrase operation to secure its property. PSBC still helping me with its credit, allowing me to buy what I need, like SSD harddisk and other item online, but its clearance clerk man too coarse to handle, just cursed me times and times likely repulses me with disgusting or maltreatment. in the afternoon I napped again to avoid boringness, I dreamt my shared workplace visited by 2 pals of my colleague, likely one of my Nankai Univ alumnus now lives in Canada, or the youngest son of my uncle, who both tall and bigger build. they invited me to name their company and trying using office computer to find solution. I was a bit afraid them using my computer, so I tried in mess and harsh to logout my computer but can't find keyboard in piles of paperworks prompt. then I suddenly shout out my answer, Tian'an in Chinese, totally safe or heavenly safe. my alumnus approached me to cheer up before I woke up. its sunny now outside. with classic music rather than podcast recently I listened more on google play I felt in right mood under bliss. God, dad, my income shortage now weights me down. I saw in decades my earnings from my blog and websites hardly supports lifestyle we enjoyed so far including my son since powered by credit card. dad, God, only your Mightiness covers our incomplete of life support. grant us freedom of financial independence. bring me sooner my Royal China to sustain the brilliant way ahead. boost my web presence and traffic that means. catalyze my cyberspace startup to success. dad, I'm so complacent with my web assets. secure them and let it deserve our effort to bring it out.
Jun 3, 2016
in dawn dream reviewed my passed mother helped my aunt's last child with her 2nd husband preparing his wedding ceremony. I regarded the 2nd husband humiliated my dad and hostile toward my dad and our family's success. but my mother always tried her best shown her hospitality to the man and my uncle who admired her. my mother likely hurt my dad much with her charm unselective and spare no expense. I was asked to join the wedding ceremony in my summer vacation and according customs carried bride's gift to fiance's family with other young relatives in our old family. on way a steep wet slope a heavy truck almost can't brake itself and dangerously slip downward and almost brought me down. I narrowly escaped the truck with load of gifts and many years after I thought its a holy salvage. the marriage didn't last 3 years and the wife left. my mother just can't trust her husband and fought with all her resources in her interest. then dreamt I made 3 portable devices for data mobility. the design so effective that I intended to shift to my son. this week began with idling then gradually engaged. yahoo informed me to logon to keep account active. when logon it require verification from backup mailbox, ie. google account. in the process quite some of zhone google accounts suspended for suspicious activities, likely PRC backed hacking. I tried several means to report to google, which likely doesn't support human individual handling, but machinary rules. but 3 days later, last night my accounts unlocked and I rearranged them as planned. its such champion like a breeze, I sang for the heroic giant public company. this week my credit card issuer bank buzzed 3 or more occasions, we agreed to shift my unable to pay back to next phrase, even I don't know what will be. my youngest elder sister offered me ￥500 and I used it for weekend reuniting my son, ie. dining out, and my medicine. I also tried to reach out to my teenage friend, now works in college, but in vain. the teacher felt guilty upon his empty hand and tried to assign me in some agenda to whitewash remnant of his redemption. God, dad, life here runs deeper now. let's enjoy peace of everyday. bring me sooner my Royal China to host my guests. bring me glory of Son. grant me independent finance in my startup. thx for the descending summer heat.
dreamt of students protest and negotiation. after woz 11 years birthday gathering, last night I slept deep. dreamt likely in Peking Univ I gathered support students and went strike against ruling authority. my passed mother likely there cooked for canteen and listening my appeal for student's right which is vivid in dream but after breakfast untraceable. yesterday I finally told dorm canteen operator that my salary freezed by bank and I penniless. she admitted my loan for boarding. my support son's living cost also cancelled, his mom already informed by me when she inquired how I will handle the loan crisis last Sunday, but even worse, I unable to hand over son's educational plan deposit, 200rmb/monthly as promised. she refused joining celebration I prepared for woz's 11 years birthday. locked herself in bedroom with her mother. I let my son waited for his mom return from her workplace is a waste. when kindles in position on cake by my son, we ran out of match, nor lighter. I previously intended asking son's mom to live cast the party via twitter's periscope but in reality I had to using woz's nexus cellphone live stream on our own. its aweful clumsy but at least its our first live show. I quickly left my son after the reporting, in the air of contemptuous the evil woman casted upon us. in the night I published our video of the cake party, our monologue. its a chill summer, now its cloudy again in the morning. but its far from clueless. God, dad, bring us lifestyle we enjoy. grant me financial independence, esp supportive for my son's teenage. bring me my Royal China and my new family to save the broken and sinking PRC in its shrink of deterioration. prepare me for greater event in my life.
May 25, 2016
first dreamt I have extra flesh loosely attached around edge of my feet. I carefully cut them off and my 2nd brother found worms in it. I watched it and saw 2 worms alive and my brother claim he saw more much smaller I didn't see. then I thought now that I long time can't gain my master degree in campus I should consider a job for living. I reckoned teaching English and perfect my language skill as mean. my niece asked me shift my tool, a picker to her, I admitted but loathed. then the ground floor of the building, an office of editors of a publish house, full with staff lately returned. when I retreated, I saw a guy on way and though him too poor, so I intended to offer him ¥5 in charity. but the guy shamelessly chased after me and impatiently peeking my purse and attempted using his picker like thief to take bill from it. I took too long to find ¥5 bill and enough by the harassment of the guy and canceled my offer. by a shallowly underground well, some woman murmured what a pity, seemingly I lost a chance to gain from my last kindness. I thought they know something I don't know but too many possibilities or conspirations led me indecisive and woke up. previously in dawn dream I painted and let my artist friends, esp. Tibet artist Benba Chungdak, check it. he likely respects it. this month my salary reached a historic low at ¥1468, which even can't cover our living expense, ie. my son and myself. I have anticipated it restored to normal, around 3000rmb, so hard. God, dad, what's the hell ahead for falling with sinking PRC, poverty and beyond protection of social welfare or civil war's cannon fodder? dad, God, what challenge I was set in? bring me sooner my Royal China for the salvage. bring me painless through adversity currectly emcompasses me. remove the crucifixion the Son reraised from. I with happiness with the Holy in the unprecedented glory.
May 20, 2016
dreamt of social mobilization. in dawn dream I was in team to allocate social resources. I assign reward/award for every personel enrolled, encode frequent used amount into quantity unit, embed short code replacing frequently used long terms like compression in propaganda slogans, which includes Zhao Benshang's northeastern Chinese folk ballad, 二人转. civil war's fog topmost heavy in the dream, we do our best to prepare for it. my old family's enemy, the second husband of my aunt and his offspring, one of them is our neighbor in hometown village Zhudajiu, tempted me comment on his youngest brother's performance, I said he is kind and popular. my passed mother in dream then asked me about myself, I said anyone knows me respects me. the enemy agreed. my mother glad upon my reputation. the dream is very clear and I needn't hurry to blog after I woke up. this week I mostly peacefully enjoy silence before change. I watched more movies online, esp love stories which remind me of my broken love in Nankai Univ with a tall Chinese girl collegian, and faultless escort of my crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, when she studies abroad with us. I also bathed more in noon sunshine now that summer weather gradually steps in. Qiqihar this summer peculiarly cold among world report of increased temperature most places on the earth. last night I watched a Japanese episode, life in additional time. first episode about a youth values vocation more important than family and died on site and regret for his family he even didn't know still loving him. second about common family how hard to find a better commodity like a richer meal in routine life. the good wife risk her life to bring a beef meal for her family before her decrease on rush road for discount meat. that reminds me of my burden in my trying best to support my son a better life so far, lends us to credit deficit. but I don't regret, and only Christian saves China and Japan. only YHWH blesses world of no shortage but plenty and glory in plenty. out of him poverty and chaos breeds like rats and murders like norm, esp. in Buddhism, confucianism and Islamism, in Asia and Africa. God, dad, thanks for the holy sign of rejoice. grant us a peaceful reunion this afternoon when I dine out my son grill mutton. dad, God, grant me more agile growth in my cyberspace existence. bring me my Royal China and its outline from distant view when I moulding Empire of China. fill my heart with love and brave. thx for the summer morning, God.
May 15, 2016
dreamt of summit. yesterday is exhausting for me after reunited with my son, woz, my most concerned. I told him my new source of confidence, new strategy to cope current hard finance. I brought him dine out with Islamic cuisine with which I again groupon and paid by my credit digitally, our favorite mean of dining out but forgiven this year for credit crisis and slump economy. my son less surprised but maintained acknowledged. I also tried to prepare his smart TV with more functions the android os powered. in dorm in the dawn I dreamt assigned to write speech for boss who will lecture on the summit. I managed separate headline and body of the speech, embed my family domains' site each part, for more appearance of zhone cyberspace existence. when the summit gathered, the keynote didn't take place, I only saw the labor union chairman of QRRS, a guy almost same period enrolled by the SOE and more or less acquaintance. I watched far from the hot circle of audience among the party and some QRRS staff playful with me nearby. we gradually retreated upstairs and I woke up lately. I don't know why I felt so sleepy, but I now have more time to sleep while my whole business stable and in early stage which means more patience. I likely wouldn't find myself another job to make a living, for I resolved to sit and dwelt with hardest situation in sinking PRC, my vested kingdom. I needn't another option to flee from my people, my land which so fertile and sustaining. I have vocation and proud of it, which is not weak one nor too feeble prone to protection of peer stable source of feed. I don't need a second occupation for sacrifice in my main concern, my kingdom and cyberspace startup. that's my rebirth of confidence from void in wane of hardness these weeks. God, dad, save my nation from broken, save us from starving and scatter of exile. grant me regal life with my son, my girls I entreated so far online. bring me life style we enjoy so far, remove my debt burden step by step when beholding my enterprise online. dad, God, help me live healthy and resilient in my mid-age.