Denying the Old Force's Arrangements
June 12, 2003
(Clearwisdom.net Report on June 12) I am a Dafa practitioner who has left home and gone from place to place to avoid the persecution. Near the end of 2001, I went to Beijing to validate Dafa. Later, I was illegally sent to the Masanjia Labor Camp. On the way there, and while in the camp, I told everyone I met the truth about the persecution. At the end of my short stay, my physical condition was specified as "not qualified," so the police sent me back home.
On May 19, 2002, I was abducted and taken to a detention center. The police from that detention center escorted me back to the Masanjia Labor Camp. On the way, I refused to cooperate with the evil. I continued speaking out about the facts about Falun Gong and shouting "Falun Dafa is good." I had made up my mind that I must get out of Masanjia just as I had the last time. In the end, with the help of righteous thoughts, the police officers drove me back home. Afterward, the officials frequently visited my home to extort money from me. Without a choice, I left home and worked part-time in other cities for my living.
After one year of going from place to place, and since my two children missed me so much, I went home to visit them. Unfortunately, the police saw me and took me to the detention center. As the police officers carried me into the detention center, I shouted out, "Falun Dafa is good! Restore Falun Dafa's reputation! Restore Teacher's reputation!" My voice shook the whole detention center. I refused to sign on any of their forms, and I told the director of the detention center that he should not detain me there. If he did, I would not eat a crumb of bread nor drink a drop of water.
A few days later, the police officers asked some of the other practitioners to talk to me and persuade me to eat. I immediately said, "This is not a place where I should stay." I clarified the truth to the police on duty by exposing the lies about Falun Dafa. I answered every one of their questions. Finally, they knew the truth. I told them to remember, "Truthfulness, Compassion, and Forbearance" and "Falun Dafa is good." They said they would remember and thanked me.
Time passed. On the fifth day, I said to myself, "Dafa disciples should not be in a place like this. I must get out of here." That morning, I began vomiting blood. By noon, several police officers came over, saying that they were going to send me to Masanjia Labor Camp. I didn't say anything, but sent forth righteous thoughts. I thought that I would never allow the evil to persecute me and I would never go to Masanjia. Then I heard someone say, "What's the point of sending her to Masanjia? People already tried twice and each time she was refused. She had a fever of 38.5 degrees C. (about 101 degrees F.). If you don't believe me, try and measure it." The police officers touched my forehead and it was very hot. They were afraid, and asked me to eat some food. I thought of Teacher's words,
"Why should you, a Dafa disciple, fear the evil ones when enduring persecution? The crux of the matter is that you have attachments. If not, do not endure passively, and face the evil people with righteous thoughts at all times. No matter what the situation, do not cooperate with the evil's demands, orders, or what it instigates. If everyone does this the environment won't be this way." ("Dafa Disciples' Righteous Thoughts are Powerful")
With such thoughts, I didn't feel thirsty and hungry any more. I thought I should keep going. I recited Teacher's "Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Action:"
"A Great Enlightened Being does not fear hardship
Having forged an adamantine will
And with no attachment to living or dying
He walks his path of Fa-rectification openly and nobly"
On the sixth day, in the afternoon, police officers came and asked me to go home. They also brought my daughter to pick me up. They said they would never interfere with me again. "You can go home now." They also said apologetically, "Please don't hate us. We will not disturb you any more." Then, they drove us back home.