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Thursday, August 18, 2016

otherwise life stream.

Aug 18, 2016

dreamt in a tour returning home. met my Tibet artist friend Benba Chungdak. he collects painting job on street. then with him to campus where his dorm hided his paintings. then I saw my 2 wives, a Taiwan girl already with my son, and Asoh Yukiko who gracious as usual. they trifled a small bit upon my love among them, and I blamed my son's mom's improper grudge with Asoh. I'm so glad to see Asoh, who is so beautiful and cordial forever. they likely disputed with persimmon cakes and I brought the gift more for them. they waited for me too long together in the campus. my once mentor in Nankai Univ, a woman in family name Young, led me to where I saw my family. its such a proud and relief, esp my Queens still so beautiful, I caress Asoh and calmed down my son's mom, so pleasant that I woke up at once. napped again found I carried 2 stone stamps to evaluate. the woman auditor identified my own product and another I inherited. she priced the ancient one ¥100,000 and encouraged me practize more on sculpture for true substantial value. its so nice dreams that I would rather not to talk any other topics now. dad, God, I had lived without woman for nearly 10 years. grant me my beloved girls, esp Asoh Yukiko, girl TW, to complete my life long desire of beauty. bring me sooner my Royal China to maintain Majesty, Mighty for beauty. grant me finance independence and offspring prosperous.

Aug 14, 2016

dreamt first about imperial army of English, France, Germany. I was with british army which I reckon best disciplined and survived world monarchy crisis back to World War I. then dreamt with my cousin from his village. on way passing a cave I found a tortoise in its lair and caught it. I blamed escorts didn't bring pincer with us. then in a factory I cooperated on crane with my once colleagues, a man and a woman, trying protect 2 objects while moving other subjects. after the practise I will publish a book. this morning I felt sleepy. last Friday I in holy affirmative visited my son who muted my instant message, against risk of being cursed by his insane mom, a small bitch. then found my son never implement our new router vpn app. I demonstrated him again. during the process, local cop buzzed in, saying ccb bank entreated the police station to urge me clear my credit debt, in the courtesy of neighborhood of their office buildings. returned to QRRS dorm, my 2nd elder sister called. she let me know my kid brother's recent visit was trusted by my other sibling in hometown, and blamed him didn't complete the voyage. I told her my kid brother's wrong perception upon cheating bank, or escapage of debt, claiming PRC's bank system all follows modern western bank's practice, as corporate activity, no violence no cheating once common phenomenon in old Chinese dynasties. I told her and later my kid brother bank's penalty acceleration will soon surplus my paying back speed with my poor salary, making my debt ever-increasing. then she suggested helping me to pay back once for all. I knew how poor they are but still hopeful upon resolving my credit crisis, as holy hints. yesterday I visited my son earlier than usual after persuading him install a reply message app on his smartwatch after he complained no way to reply directly on it. his mom soon brought him to go cinema after we just test out receiving social networks' im while sending function yet problematic. God, help us get what we want. break barrage against our universal messaging service. grant me financial independence before it went worse. dad God, bring me sooner my Royal China to remove the sinking nightmare of PRC aimlessness but devastation. bring me new family and sound business in buffeting PRC prewar.

Aug 11, 2016

this week very busy with innovate our internet borderless access by install router app. I visited my son on Monday to settle it against the bitch, his mom's curse. but she in fact absent. according my son his mom in a 3 days tour out. we indeed enjoy more broader freedom online. my son more or less agreed with me the endeavor after we called it a day and watched Amazon video together with his pad game. last Saturday I taught him a lesson when I found he didn't respect my gift, his new Sony SmartWatch, and ditched aside. I blamed him wrong judgement upon quality of people and thing. later we reconciled in excuse of his naive. since left him I busy with fine tune my website template for 2 days, adding page break into all articles to make homepage more tidy with summaries, more compelling in versatile layouts, esp columns. last night after fixed chrome missing flash plugin and doesn't play video, after enjoyed the peace of watching my favorite USA TV drama, I deeply missing my son, doubting why he turned off so long, ignored my instant message. lately around 9:30pm I buzzed him but he likely slept. this morning I felt sleepy again after breakfast, I tried to immerse in reading and watching but failed. in nap I dreamt I cooking some delicacy in a niche with hotpot, the mood likely in my hometown and my old family, except I am the husband and father. I waited and waited while my son or my concerned more or less impatient. when I ready to open beer, I in urgency to poo but can't help shit in my pant. I intended to replace my under clothes in toilet room by myself but at once woke up. God, dad, I do my best to improve our living environment. even it likely not in my son's interest but I inspired to do it on my own. dad, what's wrong in my son's silence upon my efforts to equip him? Dad God, what's my futile to bring about improvement in my son's living standard? or is it just the sinful little woman's curse and reckless blockage? grant me good stay with my son, in my means catering to him. bring me sooner my Royal China to fix the uncertainty in unity my son, Hope of China, God of Universe. bring us home and voyage with my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko. engage me with my cyberspace startup, and traffic meaningful to our web presence. thx, Father.

Aug 1, 2016

first dreamt my passed parents. then dreamt as secretary of chief scriptwriter of CCTV, PRC's official TV station. we slept on a giant bed with lots of colleagues, like scene of Kanye West's "Famous" MTV, reviewed lots of grand history, taiga drama, masterpiece episode, all kind of popular TV programs created from nothing, including the most dominant carnival, annual lunar new year eve party show. we help or direct lots of famous theme commentary or documentary series, for we not only scholar but also all familiared each other to team up. we can check in without ticket anytime. then my boss shitted some on bed and blamed me as scapegoat. all people on bed laughed and didn't probe real trouble maker any more. last week we settled woz's new Sony smart watch 2. he installed most on his own, but while he too busy to logon facebook, twitter, gmail account, I did instead when he is away for his lesson in my Friday visit with inform of his ongoing setup. that's more or less regret for I promised him he handles the new gadget himself, for the sake of technological savvy. the celebration ends with Japanese cuisine lunch he preferred, but he didn't eat much, in fact quite few. and after shower later, he felt exhausted and ate less fruits, too. I also felt sorry mingling his new gear, so I picked video games in 2 weekends. my son joined me sooner, fought through soon in "Bioshock: infinite" till complete, and proud progress in "L.A Noir". he needs more pals to play with, while I babbled too much for maintain Royal linkage. in the week bankcomm clearance crew, I mean male dog, lost patience and trying abuse me with my asylum record. the dog even buzzed my kid brother claiming my mental status unstable, but in fact it totally clueless and just aiming provoking my frustration or anger. God dad, release my son's potential to self-rely, guide him meanings in normal life. bring me sooner my Royal China to integrate Chinese youth's future commitment with Empire of China in 1109 years ahead. straighten holy road toward sanity and strength. grant us finance independence, my startup's success as voice of Royal China and merit of democratic China.

Monday, July 25, 2016

still water, deeper throat.

Jul 25, 2016

dreamt communist cadres' secret entertainment. in my kid brother's last visit, I led him visited QRRS stadium where once open now furnished lavishly and close to communist cadres, who mostly enjoy sports, party, so on at cost of state budget. I dreamt in a villa 2 mistress, young, beautiful, beast alike entertain their customers, cadres of state owned enterprise. then dreamt in the villa one of founders of PRC, Mao Zedong, enjoying talk with media. I asked after all condemns, triumphs after hard time against ruling party of China, nationalist party, if their is any thanks or obligation to the land and people himself belongs to in his rages of nothing. He likely prone to refute it before I wake up. these weeks especially busy with monetize my website, adding more amazon ads after max google ads display on my portal sites. I also tried to gain a virtual American debit card through payoneer, an international payment tool. I previously hope I can use it to collect my google adsense earnings and pay my web site cost without need google remits to domestic bank, which charged dearly and delayed heavily by lots of customs procedures. but unfortunately it support Amazon association ad system but incompatible with google's. what a pity! this month I also inspired by my son, woz's affection on his watch his mom bought him, cheap one and of poor quality. I felt time for my equipping him a smart watch. so I searched online store like amazon, taobao, and chose a Japanese product, Sony smartwatch 2. for my e-payment domestic as well as digital social web locked down in my credit crisis, I borrowed ¥500 from my acquaintance, a glasses vendor migrate from neighbor province of my hometown, Jiangxi Prov, central China. God, dad, grant us a durable and elegant product we bought discount. cheer up my son and myself with new purchase. this week I felt tired of monetizing my web publish, bless me normal altitude to build up my sites steadily. grant these sites web traffic ever increasing. bring me sooner my Royal China to sustain people's enthusiasm once appeared in PRC revolution, which faked by sinful Atheism. renew eastern Asia with old dream of unity and glory.

Jul 18, 2016

dreamt I as a heir of catholic in latin America, raised by 2nd grand bishop. the highest rank bishop, or pope, more or less jealous and put me into attest. on way to my hometown, my girlfriend and me try the best to respect the pope and cared him individually, also trying settle my heir status. then in my hometown village zhudajiu, my 2nd brother summons his pals to assign agenda. before the outcome of competition I woke up. then dreamt install entertainment system for my son woz. his aunt, my 2nd elder sister, gossips about show business of Chinese politicians, saying the old ruling elite is official acting band, while recent politburo is secondary, for the old one literally does play and practise more. Yesterday we first time recharged our Formosa, a Taiwan restaurant franchise, membership with aid from my kid brother's loan, since credit crisis. we ate a richer meal there before weekly shower. we also bought extra fruits. my son was soon brought by his mom to his music lesson, and I waited for more than 3 hours, updating his windows, tried video games, till found the sinful small woman tentatively delayed my son and detained him in downtown dining out, prevented us uniting. the bitch revengeful even in path of decease or dissolve. returned to dorm, near dusk, bankcomm clerk buzzed again, trying to launch a surveillance chat. the gay alike communication soon put aside by me and cut off after several minutes later not listening but found still held on air by the bank office. PRC surveillance tried hard to profane me with lame ducks, that's well perceived tactics. they these days frequently evalue brutal violence against me as last resort to cohere me into silent dead landscape the dictator sickly addictive to. God, dad, baptize me before physical abuse, free me from trap of prison. bring me sooner my Royal China to sustain the national pride after my ancestor. bring my new family in new millennium ahead. boost my startup to self-rely.

Jul 15, 2016

Dreamt with my artist friend. His work, a fine paintings just awarded, a scene of shallow space with glitter highlights. I told him my impression of its success, he listened. Then I followed him walked through his life space, ie. school, dorm, etc. he searches for something in different locations, some quite disgustingly messy and dirty. 2 children of his school faculties played in one scene, on a large stone cave and adjacent platform. When I tried hard to climb down from the stone platform to leave with my artist friend, I woke up. These days monetizing my website comes to a end, all job done, even amazon ads quite some cases doesn't show. I tried to reach help of amazon support but strange errors blocked my posting my problem on its discuss board. I quit with doubts that China surveillance interfered. This week can't be better with tension relieved by kid brother's financial help. In months I can again offered a blind man and a mid-aged farmer woman some changes for charity. I also renew subscription of snack on dorm gate vendor. I also renew subscription in a Taiwanese restaurant, Formosa Pie, for weekend reunion with my son. Its badly urgent for all groupon of dining out ran out. In a word, our weekends saved. Bankcomm clearance crew daily buzzed in but they more and more ran out of respect and patience. They abused their privilege to contact client and I will more shut off conversation with the hostile staff. I also tried to reach out on twitter and kickstarter ( https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/gotrus/746383975/share ) to celebrities like Warren Buffet, Musk Elon, Jeff bezos for help surviving my website under sinking PRC's strangle and debt trap. God, dad, isn't my business booming? Bring my Royal China to family my girls and offspring, support my new family with base of my website in coming decades. Dad, God, I see clearly space of development of my enterprise, or my Empire of China reset for 1109 years ahead.

Jul 13, 2016

since sinking PRC's economic free fall in March has been more than a season, my salary card token over by credit administrative authority for near 2 months. I delayed support my son's living cost and his university deposit plan, his mom's laundry fee for my weekly shower. QRRS dorm canteen operator woman at first allowed loaning me 2nd month for boarding, but lately shown despise and impatience. bankcomm clearance crew buzzed in daily urging to pay back credit deficit. but these all went unnoticed in my heat to mobilize my website for gains. I informed my hometown relatives my unbalanced situation when my salary almost freezed, they forward helping need to my kid brother who operating a small workshop in southern China and with more running cashes. but my kid brother is a stubborn and arrogant young man. he reckons my financial problem cureless and untrustworthy. we exchanged some bitter words then cut off. till QRRS dorm canteen operator urged me to return their boarding loan for runing shortage, I can barely live under loans and peace. nearby acquaintance like the canteen operator poses a rather harsher threat for my living, for dog rampant northeastern China breeds lots of hate and violence. so I visited my once workplace, QRRS corporate culture department. the director got my mobile number after acknowledged my dangerous situation, promised informing me if his leader board, QRRS HQ, extends me a solution. but the call back never happens. I lives in silent begging meal several days in canteen who urged me 3 more times. then on Sunday Jul 10, 2016, my kid brother flash appeared on my door. he likely informed my son's mom's family, except me in his flight tour here. he brought a solution including pay back canteen loan ¥2900 immediately, pay my boarding remote from now on via his wechat, a Chinese mainstream social tool, connected with canteen operator, a debit card of his account shifting to me and cashable ¥1000/monthly. the resolution so charming all the afternoon I felt dizzy, after my kid brother asked my escort to visit my workplace and noded some of my colleagues or cadres of QRRS. he is surely ambitious with his pay power. next day I visited my son who just brought by his mom's school delegation toured neighbor province resort. I withdrawn ¥500 from my brother's card and treated my son his favorite Islamic beef after shower. returned to dorm, near dusk, my brother dropped my dorm and invited me to dine out with him. he is showy even in an alien city, which in my view reckless. and more we discussed our world view and political faith, more we dispute and repulsive each other. on taxi back his hotel, we hardly thankful even the healing resolution pack. after 2 moths' delay, I don't know if he realizes who is right when crisis aroused and proper loan in time I suggested presight, against stalemate bank penalty now mounts to near ¥900/month.
God, dad, I'm no doubt vested kingdom of China of 1109 years ahead under the Son, my title. but can't our sibling share more common views on our ancestor's land? God, dad I now saw promised salvage peacefully in position. isn't it a cause for celebration in the summer? thx, dad, God, all these beautiful sunshine and breeze among tension and relief.
here photo of his last night dinner. for he arrogantly unfriended camera, his photo seemingly slightly ugly.
my kid brother's  last night dinner in Qiqihar with a helping financial pack. for he arrogantly unfriended cameraman, his photo seemingly slightly ugly.
my kid brother's last night dinner in Qiqihar with a helping financial pack. for he arrogantly despised cameraman, his photo seemingly slightly ugly.
#God #AsohYukiko #dream #life #love

Friday, July 08, 2016

awaken debt.

Jul 8, 2016

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.