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[Editor's note] Shanshan turned nine years old this year. He began practicing Falun Dafa at the age of four with his parents. In the very beginning, his mother watched videos and listened to tapes of the Teacher's lectures at home, while Shanshan played with his toys nearby. He appeared not to have been listening closely to the lectures, but when he was five, he started saying some words that really amazed his parents. Since then, Shanshan began his cultivation practice earnestly. Though he didn't know any Chinese characters, and couldn't even write his name in Chinese, he was able to read Zhuan Falun and other Dafa books. However, he couldn't recognize the identical words when they appeared in other places. Over the past year, Shanshan has started telling his mother about what he sees. The contents are substantial, and the main parts are described below.
"Righteous Thoughts" Sent out with Attachments Will Not Be Powerful.
I realized that keeping righteous thoughts is the most important thing, and that "righteous thoughts" sent out with attachments will not be powerful. I found that there was no use at all in sending out supernormal abilities with attachments to kill those evil beings. Those evil beings would even laugh at me. Also, I found that an acupuncture point at the back of the head would open whenever one's thoughts were not righteous or when a person thought about bad things. Two torches would appear and demons that looked like those guarding hell would lead evil beings to enter the human body through this passage. As soon as the person realized that his or her thoughts were not correct, that acupuncture point would close automatically. Also, it is very important not to misread or miss words when we read or recite Zhuan Falun. Otherwise, those evil beings in ugly karmic forms that haven't been eliminated will laugh wildly because they are given a fluke chance to flee for their lives. Actually, our misreading or missing words is caused by karma.
The Three Legged Toad Demon is Dying.
I went to the practice site with my Dad yesterday and I suddenly saw a toad. I didn't pay much attention to it since I thought it was just a common toad and I've wiped out a lot of toads recently. However, with a second look, I saw that it was a monster toad with three legs and it was dozens of times of the size of an ordinary toad. It had spots of black, yellow and green on its body. Wasn't it the leader of the XX Party in China? I knew it shouldn't exist any more. I have different arrows for different demons, so I decided to use my most powerful arrow to shoot it. I took a good aim and shot the arrow with a fireball. Just when the arrow shot off, the picture in my Celestial Eye turned and I couldn't tell what happened to the toad. Then those weird life forms that I usually deal with appeared. I remember that the toad was dying when I last saw it. It had almost collapsed and its eyes stared ahead with a dull look like that of a snake. Its pupils were black and its eyeballs were yellow. Its eyes glimmered with scattered yellow light. There were red spots like blood clots around its eyes, and it shivered weakly. There was a cage beside it and the door of the cage was opening slowly.
The flaming red spheres I mentioned before are now very close to Earth, almost just beside the moon. There aren't just one, but 20 of them. Every big, flaming red sphere has the words "Truthfulness", "Compassion" and "Tolerance" on it. They are shining with boundless radiance and coming towards Earth.
May 13 was World Falun Dafa Day. I felt the energy was extremely strong when we did the group practice. My primordial spirit kept surging up. Suddenly, a disk of Taichi [the emblem for Taoist school/ translator] came out of the vast mighty universe. It slowed down and turned into a door. I opened it and there was a world behind it. I went inside and it had mountains and rivers with birds chirping and flowers sending forth fragrance. Range upon range of hills all had their different names. There, I was a little boy with a bun on the top of my head, just like boys in ancient China. I walked on grasslands delightfully and I came across an elegant old man. He wore a loose Taoist robe and had a bun on his head with a small wooden stick across it. He called my name and took me in his arms. He would throw me up and catch me. We played like this for a while and I really liked it. The old man seemed to know my thoughts and said, "You cannot return here now. You need to go back to finish your things there." He patted me to say goodbye. I then left that world from another door. Swish! I came back.
I bombed out a lot of demons on World Falun Dafa Day. I fought with various weird life forms continuously and became very tired. Sometimes some gods passing by would also help me. One of them was a Taoist. He said he had to leave in a minute for other things and gave me a Fa-stick. He said a huge demon would come, and that the stick would jump out by itself and would fly to beat the demon on its own. I saw too many demons out there and I hoped to practice the exercises quietly to replenish my energy. So I called for a large flying pot, put all the demons into it, and blew all of them up. Then I covered myself and peacefully finished the meditation exercise.
I wiped out a lot of demons the other day. Then a big weird life form came to me. I sent out my supernormal abilities, but nothing happened. As I became worried, the situation got even worse. Maybe I wasn't one hundred percent righteous. I thought, "I am resolved to fight it out at all costs." I must subdue it even if it pulls out my primordial spirit. With this thought, the Falun immediately flew out of my body and exploded it . After that I flew freely through the universe. I saw a realm in the distance; it was splendid beyond words. I know that this is the place where I am going.
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