its quite bright in the morning. when i got up and caught sight of the warm sunrise, i doubting if i carry my camera with me. last night ema shown reconcilation with me after i rebuff her attempt to trap baby in her cliche teaching method. in the night i reviewed quite some details in my life of love and proud of my beloved. baby again push his way on bed, between ema and me, and i slept aside my pillar to make space for baby, who took my pillar like last night. its all bright except ema returned lately at noon and didn't cook for me, instead ate yesterday's porridge and pickers. i doubting if she and China surveillance adopt their old cheat, of crying me for money to support baby son, warren, as well as myself. the old cheat previously edged me out from ema's home and the illusion of my starving baby distressed me hopelessly and forced me retreat to my home town penniless, and finally was trapped in a local asylum in my home town, central China. but that can't work again, nothing can't change my faith in God, and his superpower to see my Royal in glory on behalf of him, the only all in all and final in final. my life and my kingdom to reclaim on eastern Asia, just a preset from God, and in full fledge since the holy spirit stroke me when i immersed in love without any reservations. in no way creatures on the earth can harm me, nor to my Royal and beloved. my fiancees, with their respected families respectively, already in line with my angels ahead of me, as well as the prophets constantly sharpening foresight for the brave and praying, laiding fundamental works for God's biz on this land, full in God's view, awaiting my touch to reinvent vitality into the scary people and their dirty homeland.