In the old times, if the King wanted to read reports, it took a long, long time – sometimes days, weeks, months, or years – to have all the reports He needed. Nowadays, I feel like I’m better off than a King. I just look on the web and I see things that I want. And in the old times, if the King wanted to send out news, many people had to run; many eunuchs had to anxiously arrange it; many horses had to spread their hooves all over the land. And many people had to keep waiting for the King’s order and the return of the order. Nowadays, we can just push some buttons and it will be sent.
And also nowadays, it’s very easy to verify any fake news. And people still dare to spread false information. Like even the monk talking nonsense, denying all the Buddhas and all that. And Trần Tâm – he faked my will. I never had any will for anybody. Just my poem. I made it for my ex-fiancé a long time ago – many, many decades ago. He used it! He used it and said it was my will. My God. And Huệ Bửu said he’s Maitreya Buddha. Oh, Āmítuófó! You want to see him as your Maitreya Buddha?
See, also nowadays, if somebody accuses you of something, there is more chance for you to prove that you’re innocent. And also, any fake news that talks about you, if you know about it, you can immediately clarify and answer it. It’s just, I have never done it before because I never looked on websites until recently. I only do my business, and I mind my own affairs. That’s why. And all of you disciples, you have more means than I do. If anything’s wrong, any fake news, you have to report it to me so that I can take care of it. Or at least I can explain to you so that you don’t doubt what we do.
For Supreme Master Television, it’s all legal, for example, like that. But people still can find a sneaky way to slander us and to wrongly accuse us. This is all wrong. They’re not afraid of hell. Even if you don’t believe I’m a Buddha or anything, you know I do all good things and I say all good stuff. I never try to harm anybody or say anything harmful to anybody, never accuse anybody wrongly. And they even do all that to me.
If you harm an innocent and good person, you will have to pay a lot in hell – 10,000 times more than what you do to them. But some people are not afraid of hell, because some monks even say there’s no hell. And like Pope Francis advocates that God will forgive everything, so just continue to sin again. That’s why society is bad. Because these so-called leaders of society, leaders of religions – whom people trust and put their belief in – say all nonsense, sow all the contrary, because they’re evil. They’re from the negative side of the Universe.
“Excerpt from ‘Is hell real or not? – Thích Nhật Từ’: Based on that Theravada Buddhism, it is clear that the image of hell is just a means of moral education, because if everyone would be reborn immediately, then there would be no hell.”
“Excerpt from ‘Thích Nhật Từ: The Western Pure Land Realm does not exist.’: Can reciting the Buddha's Name lead to rebirth in the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss? The answer, according to history and based on the 18th sutra in the Dīgha Nikāya, is no. Because the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss is not real.”
“June 15, 2013, Francis: God in Christ took on our sins and He became the sinner for us. When we go to Confession, for example, it isn’t that we say our sin and God forgives us. No, not that! We look for Jesus Christ and say: ‘This is Your sin, and I will sin again.’ And Jesus likes that…”
“Media Report from Vatican Radio – Jan. 20, 2017, Reporter: The pope added that the Lord assures us that God will pardon our iniquity and remember no longer our sins. ‘At times, I like to think about joking with the Lord,’ he said, ‘You don’t have a good memory. This is the weakness of God. When God forgives, He forgets.’”
“New York City United States – Sep. 24, 2015, Francis: We need to remember that we are followers of Jesus Christ. And His life, humanly speaking, ended in failure. The failure of the cross.”
“Villavicencio, Colombia – Sep. 8, 2017, Francis: In the veins of Jesus runs pagan blood.”
“Kasarani Stadium Nairobi, Kenya – Nov. 27, 2015, Francis: This here, in this item, is the history of God’s failure. It’s the way of the cross.”
“Francis, in his book ‘ON Heaven and Earth’: I still respect the one who commits suicide… I place him in the merciful hands of God.”
“Puerto Rico – June 9, 2015, Francis: And a little wine will loosen the tongue and you can tell me the truth.”
“March 14, 2016, Francis: If we want to know the love of God, we look at the Crucifix. [There we meet] a man who is tortured, died, who is God, ‘emptied of divinity,’ tarnished, who ‘became sin.’”
“June 2, 2013, Francis: Rather than a multiplication it is a sharing (on the miracle of the multiplication of fish and loaves).”
“St. Peter's Square Vatican City – Mar, 10, 2014, Francis: Jesus knows very well that one can’t dialogue with Satan, because he is very clever.”
“Speech at the United Nations General Assembly, New York – Sep. 25, 2015, Francis: In my own name and that of the entire Catholic Community…”
Etc…
So you must know who is who. And take care of yourself so you don’t follow them and fall into hell. That’s all I want to remind you about. They can do what they want and they can go to hell, but you don’t have to follow them to go to hell as well. Be vigilant. Mind your own business. If anything’s wrong – because I don’t have time always to check on the Internet and see all the fake news, but you have the chance, you have more time than I do – you have to tell me. Don’t let it be until 20 years later that I myself have to find out, such as about Trần Tâm and Huệ Bửu! I don’t know what you guys are doing. I never taught you the things that Trần Tâm or Huệ Bửu did. So you must know it’s all wrong.
You must know it’s not from me. And if you read my poem, or even got one of my poem books before, you would have read it and understood that it has nothing to do with him! I wrote the poem because we broke up – I had a fiancé before my ex-husband. He’s also a doctor. He met me in a restaurant, then after a few times, he invited me to his house, his clinic. And then he wanted to marry me. He showed me the whole trunk full of jewelry, diamonds and all that. And then he wanted me to even go to have meetings with his clinic staff to introduce me to them as his lover. But I was too shy. I thought, “What am I to do there? I have nothing to do with them. I don’t know anything about your clinic.” So I didn’t go. I refused to go, even. And then after we were engaged, I was working with the Aulacese (Vietnamese) refugees in the camp, in the refugees’ building. It’s called Allach. A-L-L-A-C-H.
At that time, the Aulacese (Vietnamese) refugees just streamed in, in Germany as well as many other countries, and with nothing – or some had nothing, no clothes on their bodies, even. So Caritas and the government of Germany at that time, bless them – may God bless them and take them to Heaven forever – they had to bring blankets and wait at the airport to drape them on them, to keep them warm, and bring them in the bus to bring to wherever there is a building empty for them to take refugees. I worked at that time in Germany – two camps. The first one was in Allach. That’s where I was already engaged to the first doctor that met me. And then after we broke up… Because I worked too hard, I moved.
First, we were together, but then I moved to the refugee camp because there was so much work there, and I was almost like the only interpreter, all day, all night. I had to take them to the hospital, bring them to the maternity clinic at the hospital for childbirth and all that. And at night, sometimes they quarreled with each other or would fight for some reason – it was too tight, and people got nervous and didn’t know what was happening to them next. So I stayed there also all day, all night. First, I still had some time to go home a little bit, for some hours. Later, I had no time at all, so I just stayed all day, all night in one of the small rooms of the refugee camp. And I’d cook there, eat there, and sleep there and take them out to wherever necessary – mostly the hospital. And even dentists – they had all kinds of trouble at that time, because they just came, and some of them were sick and even had teeth broken by pirates. And they had infections and were swollen, and babies were being born – all kinds of stuff.
I asked him to come help with me because I couldn’t come home. And he came and played with the children sometimes, and then the visits became less and less frequent, and then we had less and less contact and time for each other, so we broke up at the end, and that’s how I wrote that poem. It’s heartbroken, like: “If I die tomorrow, I leave this and that inheritance to you.” Actually, I had nothing much. It’s just a poem, like: “I feel empty, my life is empty and heartbroken.” That is for him. I can’t tell you his name, but he has a private clinic from his parents already – rich family.
And he introduced me to all his family, whoever was still left – his brothers, his sister, and his little… he even brought his niece who was just born a month ago, to introduce to me. He was very sincere. Good man. He was always cooking for me, as if I didn’t know how to cook. He just did; he just cooked. He cooked excellently. I don’t know how. Such a German doctor and can cook curry, Thai curry, and even Aulacese (Vietnamese) soup and all kinds of stuff. So I just let him.
We were happy until the Aulacese (Vietnamese) refugees’ issues arrived in my life, and I couldn’t just leave them there. Nobody was there at night – rarely, one or two volunteers came, but they came only for some hours or maybe one day, and then they had their own job and family far away from the camp. So only I was there all day, all night, even when no other staff were there anymore. And of course, a man is a man. A nurse found him because he also worked as a just… Doctors sometimes work in their own clinic, but they also want to have experience in other hospitals as well. So he also didn’t have much time to keep driving far, long distances to see me in the refugees’ camp, and when he was there, I was also busy anyway.
Sometimes I was not even there. I took the refugees to the dentist, to the hospital, different hospitals on the same day. I took them here, there, there. And then later I’d go there, here, here, to collect all of them and bring them home. So we both didn’t have a lot of time. And of course, I wasn’t happy, but I had to. And then the nurse found him, and then they were OK together. I was of course heartbroken, but then I was busy. And he got on with his life, I got on with mine.
Later I met my second fiancé, the doctor that I was married to, you know him – he has a photograph and all that for you to see. He’s not older than me, like one monk lying about it, the monk Thích Minh Tánh. He (the monk with multi-color sashes) said my husband was very old, and he brought me to Germany from Vietnam. It’s not true at all. He knows nothing. Or maybe he deliberately said that, like, I’m just worthy enough to get an old man.
“Apr. 12, 2021, Thích Minh Tánh: Nun Ching Hai went abroad, She was working as a nurse, (Yes.) and provided treatment in a... When in Vietnam, [She] met a German, he was an old man already. She married him, and he brought Her to Germany.”
No, it’s not true. He’s only one year older than me. We have the same birthday. He’s one year older than me, counting the physical, official birthday, which is not my birthday anyway. He’s one year older, if it’s counted like that. But the Westerners probably look a little older, and he had a beard, so he looked a little older. But he’s not. One year older than me only. I told you many times, he’s the best husband you can find. And the fiancé also – a wonderful man. My God, if all of you got married to one of these two men, you’d be happy forever. You’d never want any other man; you would not even want to look at any other man. So now, after that, I married the second fiancé, and that’s how it is.
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