(Minghui.org) After reading some articles about letting go of lust, I would like to share my experience. Some practitioners around me have been interfered with due to lust, and I am among them.

Some practitioners who appear to cultivate diligently also have these problems. They include some older practitioners, some couples who are both practitioners, and some who had let go of lust a long time ago. I was enlightened because it is the last stage of Fa-rectification, and those attachments will surface. We should identify them, pay attention to these problems, and let go of them.

Below is what I saw when I sent forth righteous thoughts in the group. This is a personal sharing, and I hope fellow practitioners can judge it based on the Fa.

I saw all Dafa disciples in different corners of the world kneeling down, facing Master. Master stood on a gigantic lotus flower, surrounded by peaceful clouds. Master's appearance changed constantly, sometimes appearing as a Buddha, sometimes as a Dao, and sometimes as a divine being. The disciples all called out to Master, “Master, it is time to return. Please bring us back home!”

Master quietly pointed toward a sea, where tides rose and fell and the bank was crowded with boats. There were a man and a woman there who looked like the old forces. The woman had a pink lotus flower in one hand and a gourd with medicine in the other. She poured the liquid in the gourd onto the roots of the lotus. At the microscopic level, it consisted of tiny worms called Gu, a legendary venomous insect. The man did the same but with a black lotus flower; tiny worms called Huo could be seen at the microscopic level. They put the lotus flowers into the sea, and those black worms and pink worms tangled together. The water instantly turned smooth and psychedelic, with pink bubbles. The sea was called the “sea of ending relationships,” also known as the sea of suffering and the sea of desire (corresponding to the demon of sentimentality and the demon of lust).

The sea of suffering is boundless but does have a shore. The sea of lust seems endless, but it does have a bank.

On the other side of the sea was Tiananmen Square, above which were layers upon layers of heavenly beings waiting for the final judgment. They all looked on seriously and were awaiting the final order. (Jiang Zemin was also there, appearing as the eye of a dead fish. A hook from heaven was waiting for him.)

An elder with the appearance of a Dao was holding a knife. A black flood would come from heaven to immerse the earth.

All Dafa disciples, including those who had passed away, would board the ferryboats at the sea and sail to the other side. After the final judgment, they would ascend to heaven in broad daylight (bairi feisheng) from Tiananmen Square. Every Dafa disciple who can ride over the sea must be pure. Anyone who has even a tiny bit of hidden lust or sentimental desire would be ruined by the sea and buried there along with their boats, never to reincarnate. The million and billions of years of waiting, along with Master's merciful salvation, would be in vain.

We are the hope of sentient beings, and we shoulder the enormous responsibility of assisting Master to rectify the Fa. Our friends and relatives around us are all here for the Fa and rely on us to return. We cannot be buried in the sea of suffering because of our own desires.