Clarifying the Truth All the Way Into and Out of Masanjia Forced Labor Camp

A Dafa Practitioner in China

(Clearwisdom.net) I am a taxi driver. Previously, I was not very diligent in practicing Dafa; however, Master didn't want to leave even one disciple behind and always took care of me. As a result, I came back to the Fa-rectification process.

One day when I parked my taxi at the center of town, a police vehicle from the County Political and Security Division stopped in front of my car. They forcefully dragged me from my car into their car and sent me directly to a detention center. After five hours of interrogation, the police still didn't get any information from me and put me into criminal detention. They threatened, "If you don't say anything, we will send you to the Masanjia Forced Labor Camp." Later they put me into cell No. 11. There were five practitioners and three non-practitioners in the cell. They were all very nice to me.

After three days of hunger strike, I started eating because my human attachments surfaced. Right after that, a 50-year-old practitioner was sent to our cell. She went on a hunger strike as soon as she arrived. She could recite many of Master's articles, and she talked at length based on the Fa. With her help, I understood the true purpose of a hunger strike and decided to go on a hunger strike again. As a result, eight of us practitioners in two cells started hunger strikes one after another. We encouraged each other, recited the Fa and sent forth righteous thoughts together. On our ninth day of hunger strike, the police started force-feeding us, but we didn't cooperate. Five police officers wanted to forcefully give an injection to the newly arrived practitioner. They pushed her down and sat on her body. Some held her legs, some held her hands and some hit her in the face. Facing abuse by five strong young policemen, she had no fear at all. Because of this, the police still failed to give her an injection, since they could not hold her down, even though they tried until they were exhausted.

On the second morning, many police officers came to our cell. They tempted us by saying they were sending us home, but I did not move since I knew right away they were sending us to the Masanjia Forced Labor Camp. Master has said, "No matter what the situation, do not cooperate with the evil's demands, orders, or what it instigates." ("Dafa Disciples' Righteous Thoughts are Powerful," Essentials for Further Advancement II) I did not get up and the police were very upset. I had been carried into the detention center; this time I was carried out of the detention center into the police vehicle the same way again. I told myself that they must take me back the same way they brought me there; I would leave Masanjia with dignity. There were six practitioners including myself in the vehicle. All of our families came to see us. During our family member's crying and yelling, the vehicle slowly left our hometown in a drizzle. The director of the Political and Security Division asked me to get up, I told him, "I can't since I have not been eating and drinking for nine days." I clarified the truth to him, and he threatened, "Stop, or I will call the officers."

He used a cellular phone to call the police in the other car. When the police came, I kept saying Dafa is good and clarified the truth to them. They then decided to inject me with a sedative to put me to sleep all the way to Masanjia. Two policemen came up to grab my wrist in order to allow the nurse give me an injection, I told them, "You will receive retribution for persecuting Dafa practitioners like this. This is also a chance for you to better position yourself." At the same time I thought in my mind, "Master, please strengthen me; please have the eight Heavenly Law-Guardians protect me, please make them release me." When the director saw they couldn't give the injection, he said, "Stop the injection. Let her talk, as she won't be able to talk for too long."

Therefore, I started to clarify the truth once again and recited the Fa. When I recited "in order to save you the Buddha once begged for food among everyday people" from Master's article "True Cultivation" (Essentials For Further Advancement) I could not continue any more, as tears ran down my face. All of us practitioners cried. The director said at that moment: "How come your emotion is moved?" I told him, "This is not emotion, it's compassion. There are so many people out there who have been deceived by the lies and don't know the truth; we must save them. It is our mission to save them, but we were arrested here since we didn't do well." The director begged me several times to stop talking, and even promised that he would give my taxi back to me. But I kept clarifying the truth all the way to Masanjia.

After the physical examination at Masanjia, the other five practitioners were all called in, except for me. When we got back in the car, the driver asked the director, "How come the most troublesome one was brought back?" The director said to me angrily, "You, you, you, have caused so much trouble for me along the way. I am going to shoot you." I smiled, "To die for Dafa, it's worth it. 'To live with no pursuits/ To die with no regrets;/ All excessive thoughts extinguished,/ Cultivating Buddhahood is not difficult.'" (From "Non-existence", HongYin) They were speechless. Tears ran down my face when I thought of the solemn nature and holiness of the Buddha Fa and Master's compassion. At the same time, I felt sad for the practitioners that were left at Masanjia. On the way back, I relaxed. I stopped clarifying the truth when they didn't want me to. As a result, I was sent back to the detention center. I was told I had to stay there for a couple of days to get approval from the higher authorities. However, five days passed and nothing happened.

I thought to myself this is not right. Wasn't this passively enduring? Once I realized it, four of us practitioners in the detention center started a hunger strike again. A few days later, the evil became afraid and called the Law Enforcement Division, requesting to release us. On the second day, two practitioners went home, but I heard their families had paid 2000 Yuan and 4000 Yuan. I thought this was still compromising to the evil--what I wanted was to be released unconditionally. The two of us that were left shared the same thoughts. We remembered Master's teaching, "Does he have righteous thoughts? Has he put aside the thought of life and death? Has he remained solid and unshakable, like diamond?" ("Touring North America to Teach the Fa"); and "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" ("Righteous Thoughts and Righteous Actions"). We both decided that we shouldn't fail to live up to Master's compassionate and arduous salvation of us, but should be dignified Fa rectification Dafa disciples. Two days later, I was unconditionally released.

Let me end this article with Master's poem "Non-existence" to encourage fellow practitioners to advance diligently together, "To live with no pursuits,/ To die with no regrets;/ All excessive thoughts extinguished,/ Cultivating Buddhahood is not difficult."
Chinese version available at http://minghui.ca/mh/articles/2002/7/8/32995.html

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