Over these decades, many things people said about me, concerning me; I never knew what they were talking about. I don’t have enough time to go around to every house and say, “Please, this is not true, that’s not true,” because I really also could not care less. I leave it all in God’s Hands. And the people, whoever did wrong to me, the Heaven Court will take care of them. I saw some of them in very bad shape down there (in hell), and I wanted to put my hand out to touch them, but the karma force just blew them away in the other direction. I can’t keep chasing them forever. So each one of the beings, of the humans, has to take care of themselves, has to nourish and protect their own moral standard. I can only remind them, but I can’t do it for them.
This guy (Trần Tâm) is forbidden to use my name or my style – anything in any way at all! Even hinting at it, like, “Mother Ocean” or whatever like that. My name is Ching Hai, meaning “Pure Ocean.” Don’t try to hint around just to get my Blessing. There’s no such Blessing to go into that demon who’s just trying to distract people from the right Path and drag them into a demon’s realm in order to use them as slaves. And he even will not treat them well, punishing them for any little thing that they cannot do well. So, this is terrible. That’s why God told me, “The world people have to know” – Hiers exact words. If I lie to you here about this, God will punish me in hell forever, I’m telling you. I don’t dare because I know the inner world. I know the Universal World. I don’t dare do anything that God doesn’t allow. Or my Highest Self, the Master, has to allow me in order to do anything.
Even though God told me already to tell you, I asked again and again. Then finally, Hes said, “The world people have to know.” So, I’m here, sitting in the dim light, and trying to tell you with all my heart that I’m very sorry for any way that they abuse you, or that they take your energy, do anything wrong to you, if they even harmed you in the darkness of the night. I’m sorry. I’m told all that, but I don’t have any evidence to show you except those that he wore, those that he talked, and that he sings and all that. Oh my God, he really acted so well, the demon. If I had such a theatrical disciple like that, I would be so ashamed, so embarrassed, not to talk about him being my “successor.” You know I have better taste than that. So I guess you understand.
I’m just worried about other people, whoever follows these demons and might be harmed in some way. I have been praying for all to be protected. If you really don’t listen and follow the demon, then there’s not much I can do either. I can only pray for you. Because it’s your life, your soul, your liberation, your enlightenment.
So if you want to rise up to a better standard and be more enlightened, then you can choose. But not this guy, not Trần Tâm. He’s a demon. He’s not real. Since he came in already – first he was my monk-resident and then he lied to me. He said he was very sick – he has a disease that is inherited from family DNA and cannot be cured. So, I believed him. He said he didn’t want to stay anymore, he’ll go. I said, “OK then. Be well. If there’s anything you need, I will give it to you. If you need some money for medicine or something, let me know.” And the last time I saw him, he was with his wife and a son. Always his wife pushed him to hold the son, to push right in front of my face. That’s how I remember him. I didn’t know his name was Trần Tâm either. They told me his name is “Thơm.” Thơm, like the word pineapple in Aulacese (Vietnamese). So the genetic sickness that he had, really it’s named “hormones,” we can guess!
And so many years, since 20-something years, I never heard of him. I don’t remember him at all. Just recently, somebody told me. And then I even wrote him a letter, saying, “Don’t do this. You don’t have enough power. You’ll be dragged down, and the people who follow you will be also dragged down. Let them be. This is a very bad sin that you’re doing.” Even if he’s a real human, not a demon – and even if he’s mistaken, or somebody altered my talk or falsified my statement, or someone told him something, that he’s my successor, but after he received my letter, he should have known that it’s not true. He should have changed plus apologized already. But he didn’t. So, that means he really wanted to cheat people, to delude the innocent and vulnerable faithful for his lowly purpose, using my status to lure others into his group for fame and gain; outwardly pretending to be a monk and acting well to cover up his demonic ID!
Not that he did not receive the letter. He received the letter, and his so-called assistant answered my group who helped me to deliver the letter. He said, “He’s the same,” like me – something like that. “He’s doing the same.” It looks from the outside maybe similar but it’s all empty – he doesn’t have that power to bless people. He has this demonic kind of force which sucks people’s energy, deludes and seduces them into believing in him and giving him money, giving him their body, giving him whatever he wants, even in the darkness behind others’ back and sight! I tell you whatever I saw clearly. I’d also be too ashamed to put it into more words! Maybe one day, it all will come to light.
A real monk would not touch any nuns and would not force his followers to give him a lot of money through his own monks. And they even complained about it openly in one of his talks. I wasn’t interested. I just accidentally pushed my finger and then it went there. And then I heard the woman complain, “If he said that money is just paper, then why does he let his monks become so greedy and always ask them for money?” Something like that. I shut it, after he brushed this subject aside, with excuses as if it’s no big deal!
I’m telling you all this, being aware of its disadvantage and it’s like free advertising for him, but I have to! You probably can find it better than me. I don’t know how to retrace it. I have no idea about all this high tech. If I lost that, then I lost it. I don’t know how to retrieve it, but I’m sure you can – on YouTube. All of you have high tech talent. I don’t have any. I can only do the Supreme Master Television, which is already arranged and prepared for me. Anything more, I don’t know how. I can’t even write emails. I don’t have an email; I don’t know how. I don’t even know how to “LINE” (communication app). One time in Taiwan (Formosa), they taught me how. And I LINED just to test a few times, and then I didn’t use it. I normally prefer to talk directly, so the person can answer directly and you can hear each other. It’s more friendly. I don’t know how to LINE stuff. I don’t use it, so I don’t know how. Up to now, I still don’t know how to LINE or anything. And in recent years, they have a new phone for me, and I don’t know how to even text. Before, I had the other phone, and I could text sometimes, but now I don’t even know how to text. So, any of you – my so-called people, or outside non-disciples – can find it easily, that people complain.
“(f): My whole family followed you. According to what I know from what my family members have shared, you have never cared about money and material things all this time. Every time the meditators came to the meditation center, if anyone offered money to support you, you would not accept it. In your eyes, money was like a piece of paper; even sometimes when there wasn’t even a cent in your pocket, you were still quietly contented. You asked them to give money to your organizers or your monks to keep and use it for the Buddhist work. After some time, your students became greedy; they took everything. I would like to ask if you knew in advance that these things would happen. Didn’t you? If you knew, then why did you let your students become eternal sinners, stirring up their greed, enjoying the material things, living on the hard-earned money of the devotees? They came to you with faith and love for you, so they did not hesitate to make monetary and material offerings to you. But in the end, they were exploited by your students, who are manipulative, greedy, and selfish. Could it be that these things happened because you were not strict with your monks, allowing them to be enticed by material things and then stumble and fall. If my letter is in any way disrespectful, please forgive me. But please explain more clearly so we can understand more about this issue. Thank you.
(m): [...] Where can we run away from this world, understand? We come to this world with empty hands. When we leave, we will also be empty-handed. It's just material things, why should I worry about it? Everyone has greed. [...] Don't be concerned about anyone, about whatever happens to any person's life, understand? Where can we run away from these Three Worlds? Where can we run away from our conscience? Just let it be, OK? Thank you for your concern. There's nothing to explain to you. For me, there's nothing. [...]”
And some people even asked me why I did that. I said, “I never did anything. I never announced that I have a successor. I never announced that I quit my job.” This is not a job that you can retire from. I wish I could. I wish I could retire. Then I would not have to eat in front of my work; I would not have to run in the house because my time is so short that I have to save so much time – I do a couple of jobs at the same time.
I don’t have time. Even sometimes, I’m extra hungry after a small little lunch, and I don’t have time to eat even if I want to. Because there is inside work for me to do. There’s meditation. There are people calling for help everywhere in the world, not to talk about in hell, or on other planets in the Universe. I’m quite a busy woman. Even if I’m just telling you that, so you know I’m quite a busy woman. I’m eating while I’m working. I have like a wet towel next to me, so while I’m eating, if I want to write something, correct something, edit something on my computer, I have to wipe my hand, and then I touch the mouse and touch the keyboard.
And whatever I do, I have to almost like run. But it’s good. I’m comforting myself that it’s kind of like exercise within the room with the little window open. Some windows can’t open wide, so just whatever I have is what I have. There’s very little room for everything in here. And if you walk into my room, you have to zigzag because it’s not like a big and beautiful decorated room or anything.
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