(Clearwisdom.net) Continued
Part 1: http://www.clearwisdom.net/emh/articles/2004/3/10/45905.html
Part 2: http://www.clearwisdom.net/emh/articles/2004/3/11/45933.html
6. Establishing a correct basis and breaking out of the evil den again
I wrote down my experiences to encourage other practitioners. But because of a mass arrest effort by local police, I was arrested again on April 25, 2002, before I had a chance to send this article out. The article had fallen into the hands of the evil.
Several police officers ransacked my home the same day of my arrest, doing so without producing any proper legal documents. They found a book of Master's articles and my forced labor sentence papers from Beijing. They took me to the police station. A chief policeman said that, "he would settle with me." Another policeman wanted me to sign a new arrest paper. I refused. He beat me up and sent me to the criminal police division where he locked me in a metal chair for several hours. Later he locked my arms behind my back to a metal bunk bed, and forced me to stand on the floor with legs wide apart. He had someone shake my arms from time to time to cause me pain. He asked me with whom I had contact. I didn't tell him! Then he sent me to a detention center for illegal detention.
Because of the mass arrest, two to three hundred Dafa practitioners had already been detained there. More than a dozen Dafa practitioners were detained with me directly. That night, I decided to carry on a hunger strike to resist the illegal detention. Many practitioners tried to stop me and said, "It's very dangerous this time; you won't succeed in getting out, even if you carry on a hunger strike. We know two practitioners who carried on a hunger strike. They did not get out! Even worse, their terms were prolonged. Wait. We'll all be released after this period is over." I told them, "Master said,
"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")
The next morning, though the others wore prison' uniforms, I refused to wear one since I was not a criminal. A policeman with the last name Yuan severely beat me, completely without cause. It was said that he often severely beat Dafa practitioners.
On the fourth day, the detention center police all became aware that I was on a hunger strike. They dragged me to the clinic, and ordered two criminals who had been charged with murder and several other criminals to grab my hair, twist my arms behind my back and immobilize my legs, so that I could not movet. A prison doctor with the last name Zhang pinched my nose shut and forced my mouth open with a metal prying instrument, and inserted a used rubber tube into my mouth. He pulled the tube in and out and twisted it in my mouth. I could not spit out or swallow, and felt extreme pain. Force feeding is actually used by the authorities as a means of extreme torture. I knew some practitioners stopped their hunger strike because they could not bear it. In my mind I asked Master to help strengthen my abilities so they could not feed me, but the wicked people would not stop. I thought I would hold on, regardless of what happened. After my mind calmed down, I didn't feel much pain despite their torture. They used a funnel to feed me a small basin containing a mixture of highly concentrated salt with a little water. I had the thought that no one can force anything on me I don't want to have done to me. After going back to the cell, I spit out all the salt solution. My mouth felt very bitter and dry. They all thought that I would be very thirsty, so they came trying to make sport at my suffering. I just kept in mind that the concentrated salt water in this dimension would not have any effect on my body, which is made of high-energy matter, so I would not be thirsty. That night in my dream Master gave me a bottle of pure water that was clear, cool and sweet. I knew Master had resolved it all.
The next day when they dragged me to the force-feeding, they were not as harsh as the day before. They started to say, "There is a child in your home who needs care. Since you did not distribute the VCDs, you should be released in a couple of days." At first I thought, yes, I didn't distribute VCDs so my case is not as severe. I may be released. Immediately, however, I realized my thought was not right, as distributing VCDs is to clarify the facts and there is nothing wrong with that. I should not have taken the personal standpoint to go on a hunger strike; instead, I should hold the standpoint of being responsible to Dafa. The evildoers should not be able to jail Dafa practitioners! This is an insult to Dafa. I must break through the old forces' arrangements and leave this place by means of hunger strike, and firmly uphold the dignity of Dafa.
Seeing that they could not persuade me, they forced the concentrated saline solution into my stomache and dragged me back to the cell. They stretched my hands and legs straight out and locked me to circular metal shackles on the floor. I was then locked in this way 24 hours a day. This time I spit up all the saline solution again. One prison doctor was particularly enthusiastic when it came to force-feeding me. He came in and out to observe whether I could endure it or not, and even threatened to put me in the "big hang up." (1)
After another two days of concentrated saline solution feeding, and seeing that I spit up all of it, they thought that my stomach had failed to absorb it and I was about to die. I had by then been on a hunger strike for eight days. On the one hand they intensified the persecution (threatening to extend my term for another year), on the other hand they had one of the detention center supervisors persuade me to take food, so that they could let the labor camp to take me in. This person brought in some snacks. To demonstrate that he was nice, he unlocked my hands and legs from shackles. This did not convince me and I said nothing. I remembered Master had said,
"The steadfast, righteous thoughts of a cultivator transcend all human understandings, transcend all human thinking, and can never be understood by everyday people. At the same time, they cannot be changed by everyday people, because humans are not able to change Enlightened Beings." ("Coercion Cannot Change People's Hearts").
The detention center police carried me to the forced labor camp, together with other practitioners. Seeing my circumstances, people at the labor camp dared not to take me, so I was returned to the detention center. Those in the detention center feared that I would die, so they put me under surveillance 24 hours a day and meanwhile contacted my family to take me out. Even so, they extorted 500 Yuan from my family without my knowledge (the police get a 500 Yuan reward for catching one single practitioner).
In this way I broke out from the devil's den after 17 days of a hunger strike.
From the two hunger strikes I realized:
As Dafa disciples, when eradicating the evil, our standpoint must be correct and always from the basis of being responsible to Dafa. If we firmly believe in Master and Dafa, we will be able to get through any tribulations! On the other hand, any bit of human attachment can be very dangerous.
Going on a hunger strike is only one way of eradicating the evil. Truth clarification is the top priority, learned as I joined cultivation after listening to practitioners' truth clarification.
The above is my personal persecution experience. I appeal to all kind-hearted people in the world: please help stop and expose the evildoers and bring human rights scoundrel Jiang Zemin and his accomplices to the "courts of law and justice." I appeal to anyone to assist in restoring a fair and peaceful living environment for human beings [in China] and restore the reputation of my revered Master, that of Dafa and Dafa practitioners, and stop the persecution to all mankind.
February 7, 2004
(1). "Big Hang Up"-- There are two forms in this torture: With both hands cuffed behind the back and only toes touching the ground, one is hung by a rope that is tied to the metal window frames; or; one hand of a practitioner is cuffed to one bunk bed and the other hand to another bed, and the two beds are pulled in the opposite directions. One feels extremely painful as the body is pulled.
