(Clearwisdom.net) Continued
(Part 1:
http://www.clearwisdom.net/emh/articles/2004/3/2/45650.html
Part 2: http://www.clearwisdom.net/emh/articles/2004/3/9/45882.html)
4. Resisting the Persecution and Saving Sentient Beings with Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Actions
I came back to my hometown, which I had left two years ago.
It had been a heavy blow to my father that my wife and I had been sent to a forced labor camp. The pressure was so intense that he suffered a stroke. He lost control of half of his body and was unable to speak. Seeing me again, he grabbed my hands and cried. He also made signs using his hands and seemed as if he wanted to say something. Even through his dull facial expression, I could see a deep fear. I guessed that he was afraid that the police would come and take me away again. My father was terrified by the horror of the persecution. In China, there are millions of families like ours, who are brutally persecuted by Jiang's persecution policies simply for their practice of Falun Gong.
My eyes were filled with tears at seeing this. I said to my father, "Please do not worry. See, I am just fine." Upon hearing of my return, many of my neighbors and relatives came to visit me. Some came to comfort me, some showed sympathy, some complained about the unfairness I experienced. There were also some who suggested that I stop practicing.
Taking advantage of that opportunity, I told them about the persecution I had experienced during my two-year detention in the labor camp. I also told them of the ill intention behind the persecution, and the persecution means employed. Meanwhile, I asked my neighbors and relatives not to have negative thoughts about Falun Dafa because of the slanderous propaganda on the TV and in the newspapers. I asked them not to hate Dafa simply because some of their relatives were sent to the labor camps and persecuted for practicing Dafa. It was Jiang's regime that stirred up the mess. It made up lies and fabricated stories to defame Dafa and Teacher Li. I also showed them the compassion and goodness that I had developed as a result of my cultivation. I told them about the wonderfulness of Dafa, as well as the truth of the persecution. I hoped they would wake up and become clear-headed soon. Otherwise, they would still be deceived by the lies. What a pity!
On January 28, 2002, I was arrested by the local police station at a place only about 100 meters away from my home. The police knocked me to the ground and forcibly searched my clothing. They covered my mouth, carried me into a van, and sent me to the police station. They bound me onto a bench and handcuffed my hands behind my back. They then used the hood of my coat to cover my head, and tightened it. Because my neck was so tightly constricted, I could not breathe. My heart and my breathing almost stopped. Right then, someone suddenly hit my head and ear. The bench fell down and I lost consciousness. They then loosened the hood, and kicked me in the face, in order to check if I was still alive. I came back to consciousness little by little. My whole body was numb, and I could no longer feel the pain. Several of them hung me up together with the bench. A vicious policeman surnamed Xin asked me if I would continue to practice or post truth-clarification materials. I said to him with righteousness, "You need to release me. It is against the law and human nature to brutally torture me. Only criminals would act like this. As policemen, many of you use vicious means to torture citizens instead of protecting them. Are you qualified to wear the police uniform using taxpayers' money? What you are doing is just like the action of a criminal."
The Political Head surnamed Li threatened me: "I am telling you that we have orders from above to kill you Falun Gong practitioners. Your death will be simply reported as a suicide. Who can you sue? You are just an ordinary person. If you do not follow my orders, I can ruin your family."
I told him, "Now you are threatening me, which is violating the law especially because you are a law enforcer. Throughout history, every killing has been paid for; it's just a matter of time." I asked him to remove the handcuffs that hung me onto the bench. Seemingly a little afraid, he took off the handcuffs. With difficulty, I turned my hands. On my wrists, I found two deep, bloody marks that were caused by the handcuffs. Both of my arms had also lost feeling. They bound me to the bench for one day. On the following day, they sent me to the Fengman Police Station in Jilin City for interrogation.
A policeman surnamed Yang said, "We have a secret order from higher officers, ordering us to kill everyone who spreads the facts of the persecution of Falun Gong." I asked him where the order came from. He took out a piece of paper from the drawer. It was a fax bearing no seal. At the top of the page was written, "Urgent from the Police Ministry." He put the paper back. I told him that, if some bad guys used this paper to do bad deeds, how many good people would lose their lives? The Police Department would have to be responsible for it. That policeman agreed with what I said.
They then sent me to the lobby downstairs. There were many people there, so I thought it was a good opportunity to clarify the truth. Among these police officers, there must be some good ones who may have had a predestined relationship with me and who were waiting for me to save them. So I started to talk, from the benefits of the practice to the persecution I experienced. Some asked questions, and some had different opinions. Some people closed their eyes, appearing indifferent to what I said. I forgot it was a police station and that they were police. I fully used the wisdom that I had obtained from Dafa to clarify the truth to them, and talked for about two hours.
At 3:00 p.m., the local police station took me to a detention center, planning to send me to a forced labor camp. I asked them why they wanted to illegally send me the labor camp again. They said, "You will be sent to the labor camp as long as you continue to practice." Upon arrival at the detention center, my blood pressure was 240, and my heartbeat rate was 160. The detention center refused to accept me. On the way there, I kept sending forth righteous thoughts to oppose any persecution against me. So they could do nothing but release me.
On the way back home, I was thinking that I did not waste the trip. It was very meaningful to clarify the truth in the police station to save the police.
At 8:00 p.m. on October 11, 2002, the local "610 Office" (1) director, surnamed Ma, led a group of approximately seven policemen and government officers to my home. They forcibly took me to a brainwashing center. With pretended kindness, the secretary of the City Political and Law Committee said, "The reason we brought you here is because the government and government officers care about you. The level of your living and eating will meet a certain standard." When I confronted them as to how they brought us there, they kept silent.
I then said, "You used police to kidnap me and bring me here. This is against the law. Do not assume that we ordinary people do not know the law, and try to fool us. The illegal detention you are subjecting us to is against the constitution and violates our human rights. Our eating and living costs here are covered by the money that you have extorted from us or otherwise confiscated from us. And you are eating here using this money as well. Will the government reimburse the eating costs of 40 yuan per day? You also asked us to swear that we were Chinese, and we should love China and love our Chinese nationality. Are we Chinese? Do the laws protect us? Even our most basic rights have been deprived. Is this the so-called caring you are talking about?"
They were very afraid upon hearing this. That afternoon, they sent me to the detention center and I was kept in Session 10. I did not yield to their policies and rules for the inmates. I did not respond when being called by a number, nor did I have a complete haircut as the regular inmates did. I just sat there practicing my meditation, sending forth righteous thoughts, reciting the Fa, and clarifying the truth to the inmates. The inmates came and left one batch after another. I kept clarifying the truth and reciting Hongyin (a collection of Teacher's poems) to them.
One morning at the end of October, they sentenced me to two years in a forced labor camp and asked me to sign the documents. I refused. On November 5, I was sent to the Jiutai Forced Labor Camp. I kept sending forth righteous thoughts on the way there. After arriving there and having a physical examination, the labor camp refused to accept me. So they sent me back to the detention center. I was thus illegally detained and tortured in the detention center for more than 60 days in total. On November 26, I left the detention center with righteous thoughts.
At about 1:00 p.m. on July 22, 2003, the local detention center and "610 Office" once again took me from my home and brought me to the Erdao Town Police Station in Fengman District, Jilin City. They attempted to send me to the labor camp once again. I used this opportunity to clarify the truth in the police station. I talked about the staged Tiananmen Self-Immolation incident, and that many local thugs received retribution for their bad deeds in the Cultural Revolution. I also told them some other stories illustrating that good actions receive good returns, and evil is met with evil. I spoke of the ultimate ending they could face for being directed to do bad deeds. I also told them Jiang has been sued in many countries abroad. Some of them came to understand, but some did not believe my words.
The following day, the police sent me to the labor camp. The document for the labor camp was dated 2002, so they changed the date, copied a phony document and attempted to send me to the labor camp. I kept sending strong righteous thoughts. Upon arrival at the labor camp, one officer in the administrative division asked me some questions, and I answered them one by one. After listening to my answers, he shook his head several times and refused to accept me. This was followed by a physical examination. My blood pressure was 220, and my heartbeat was 150. So they refused to accept me. They also told the local police to stop sending me there again, because it was not a place I should be sent to. In this way, the local police could do nothing but release me.
Postscript: I am a person who lives by the Falun Dafa principle of "Truth, Compassion and Tolerance," and I have been trying to become a better person by following this principle. I was brutally persecuted simply for speaking the truth, and insisting on practicing my belief. In addition to all sorts of severe beatings and torture, I was monitored for a very long time. Even my family was afflicted, and they have suffered both physical pain and mental abuse. We lost all freedom of any kind, and we can no longer have an ordinary life that a Chinese citizen should have. Even my very life was threatened from time to time. And all of this has lasted for the past four years.
In the past four plus years, we have experienced the most brutal, vicious abuse in the world, both physically and mentally. The means used against us have been very cruel, ruthless, and despicable, to an extent beyond our imagination. It has brought enormous pain to me and millions of other Falun Gong practitioners and their families.
It is Dafa that gives me confidence, courage and wisdom, and that enables me to steadfastly walk through the enormous tribulations again and again. It is the Fa that has made all this possible, not the manifestation of an individual's determination. I only did what a Dafa disciple should do, validating and safeguarding Dafa. As a Dafa disciple, only when we are totally following Teacher's teachings are we acting the most righteously.
I know there were places on my path where I did not do well. I will rectify all my impure elements through future Fa-study, truth-clarification and sending forth righteous thoughts, so that I will make full use of the opportunities to save sentient beings, and fulfill my vow.
I wrote down my experience here, hoping that more people will come to know about the persecution in Mainland China during the past four plus years. It is a ruthless, massive torture and brutal persecution of innocent people who believe in "Truth, Compassion, and Tolerance." The persecution is against human nature, and I am only one among millions of victims. The overall severity of the persecution is far beyond what I have described here.
During the long journey of life, it was Teacher who chose me and gave me
everything I have. When Teacher is defamed and attacked, I choose a righteous
path to assist Teacher with the Fa-rectification, by validating and safeguarding
Dafa.
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