My name is Cui Qiaoyun. I am a retired worker in Kaifeng, and I used to be a Falun Gong addict. I'm going to tell you my experience of "flying up", which sounds so ludicrous now.
At that time, several of us formed a study team, through which Falun Gong practitioners communicated with each other and encouraged each other, building up our determination to practice Falun Gong time and again. In order to keep up with the practice, we bought all the books as well as audio and video materials on Falun Gong. Some people had financial difficulties to begin with, but induced by the Falun Gong theories of practicing for completeness, curing diseases and body building, and becoming Buddha and Immortal, etc., they paid all they had for the books and discs. That time, flying up in the daylight with Master Li Hongzhi was the hope of all our fellow practitioners.
Infused with the fallacies and absurdities of Falun Gong, we gradually drifted away from the path of normal people and became extraordinary, posing ourselves as practitioners. We laughed at other people in the society who were buying houses, doing business, working, making every effort for a professional title…For the image of the heaven would soon be shown to us, and all the things would disappear in a blink of the eye, but people were still spending money and energy to build houses, trying hard to learn those useless things, or learn those things with a faulty basis. Really, that was our true thought, regarding these people as ludicrous.
It was around the 9th day of the 9th month of the lunar calendar in 1995 that a note was passed along among the Falun Gong practitioners in Kaifeng. The "scripture" wrote: "Come out and watch the image of heaven." Hearing the news, members of our team gathered together and discussed excitedly for several days. We gave each other encouragement, imaging how would "Master" Li Hongzhi call upon us and show up in the sky when he came, whether he would be able to name his devoted followers' names, and how we should follow him. Such thoughts made us very excited. It seemed that completeness was at hand and we would be accomplished and follow the "master" away. We even started to arrange for the things behind us, making arrangements for the family and saying goodbye to them in the heart. Later, someone said that maybe it was because that the 9th day of the 9th month of the lunar calendar is the ascending festival, which means that it's time for leaving.
In the afternoon, I went to the supermarket and bought many things, clothes for different seasons for my daughter, quilts and winter clothes for my parents, spending all the money in my pocket. When I got home, I had dinner with my family. To me, it was the last dinner. In the midnight, I arrived at the bank side of Dragon Pavilion Lake of Kaifeng. Many Falun Gong practitioners, familiar or unfamiliar to me, were gathering there. I found an obscure corner and sat down by the Dragon Pavilion Lake like a fool, watching the most beautiful place in the ancient city of Kaifeng. However, my mind was not on the scenery left over by our ancestors more than a thousand years ago. My heart was filled with joy and impulse when I waited for the "master". Time passed by. An hour later, it was already in the dead of night. Why hasn't Master Li come yet? Looking around, I could see clusters of fellow practitioners everywhere, waiting, some of them holding kids in their arms. Everyone was waiting for the change in the image of heaven. Nothing happened by 2 o'clock in the morning. At this time, a practitioner suggested that this might be a test of the "Master". Others agreed, and left one after another. Nobody dared to say that it was false, for doubt would generate karma. Infused with the theories of Falun Gong, we had lost the capacity of individual thinking and had become mindless puppets. A "great scene of flying up" thus ended with silence.
Now I realize that the so-called "flying up in daylight" was a sheer trick. If Li Hongzhi were really such a rare "Buddha" and could "fly up", he would not have to hide in the United States for the rest of his life. So many years have passed, but is there ever a Dafa practitioner flying up in daylight?
(Facts.org.cn, May 27, 2008)
