Olympics Coming, Pollution Gone

We're counting the days to the Olympic Games. Last Saturday I was invited to visit a farm in the suburb that plants and supplies organic vegetables for the Olympic Village. With many factories shut down temporarily and even-and-odd license plate private car owners driving on alternate days, air quality has improved a great deal.

The picture shows the blue sky is back in Beijing, which has been unseen for over 10 years. Water is clearer and grass greener.

All 205 countries are sending their biggest team in history. Over 80 countries have confirmed their presidents' attendance of the opening ceremony. George W. Bush is coming with over 600 body guards. Stephen Harper is not coming and has caused disputes in his government. Over 200,000 PLA soldiers are committed to protecting the Olympic Games from terrorists' attack.

I strongly hope that the pollution will not come back after the Games.

In Memory of My Poodle Puppy

My dearest Poodle puppy, Baobao, passed away at the veterinary office near my home at 9:30AM on July 17, 2008. He died of CPV infection and was only 68 days old. He was most probably infected when I walked him in a park before his vaccination was completed. Veterinarians also said that my neighborhood was a large CPV-infected area with many adult dogs carrying the virus.

He dehydrated rapidly due to vomiting and diarrhea. Medical treatments finally failed since he was too young to have a strong enough immune status.

It was a nightmare to see him losing appetite in depression, then struggling and groaning in pain and fear, and finally losing energy, closing his eyes and stopping breathing in my hands. Upon seeing him dying, I felt that I made a right choice to have chosen to become a vegetarian in the past months. There's no doubt that all living things are as afraid to die as human beings are, even though dogs seem to have more communication with us human beings than most other animals. How can we eat them even though we don't kill them with our own hands? And what if we are eaten by beings much wiser than we are?

I buried him in the garden outside of my balcony window, near where he used to live, jump, and entertain me, so I could keep him as a neighborly companion for ever and see where he slept through my window when I thought of him. I lingered around him for a while, watched the earthworms creeping out of the loose mud, expecting his resurrection to no avail. I sighed. He seemed very peaceful, slumbering in the quiet earth, beneath the delicate shades of green and red so that no one could ever disturb him.

Although my life is much longer than his, I wonder in the vast universe what difference it makes between 68 days and 100 billion years, as time and space are just an illusion to us. I can imagine that someday we shall be buried by our beloved very much the same way as I did him. I miss him already. Deep at night, I look through my window at the place where I buried him, wondering how many souls are drifting around out there waiting for their reincarnation. I believe he will be back for me, soon, since no one has ever loved him as much as I do.

A friend of mine who owns 6 dogs says to me that my puppy didn't come to the world for nothing; at least he had my greatest love and nursing care when he was my company during the past month. She has promised to give me a new Poodle puppy when her dog gives birth in August. But how can I forget the deceased?

As I'm writing this, night is wearing away. I wish the sun would never rise again so my dearest puppy could enjoy the longest sleep under the starry sky.

A Mysterious Friend

I've known Xiao Cui for 3 years now without much interaction until recently I reconnected with him. He is an actor, pretty good, but not so famous, and still struggling to make both ends meet. He is believed to be possessed by a spirit and can always surprise people by what he says about them by instinct.

I used to think he was simply a great observer, spell-binder and entertainer. But this time, after 2 years of living abroad and not seeing him, I've found he is really something.

My 72 year old Buddhist friend says that Xiao Cui's case is a typical spirit-possessed one. I've tested him with pictures of friends in Vancouver and in other countries. He can tell roughly what kind of person it is by simply looking at his or her picture. It is definitely not a random guess. There is something beyond explanation.

Here is something he says about my Vancouver friends, associates and/or classmates--

R: He has some ego. A nice guy, and is very fond of you.
K: She is very active, and very loyal to you, and has some romantic feelings for you.
R: He is a very good person, very easy to work with.
N: He is very reliable and loyal.
C: He likes you, has lower IQ, and is very vulnerable.
M: He is a nice enough guy and hates you.
R: He is nice, but very tempromental.

To test him more, I bought him to one of my closest friends, Kim, without revealing anything about Kim prior to their meet.

Kim, somehow skeptical, asked Xiao Cui to say something about himself right from the beginning. I was a little shocked as I heard Xiao Cui saying, "Please forgive me for being straightforward" since I knew Kim was not doing very well at the moment. On the other hand, any shrewd observer might say the same, so I was not convinced enough.

Then Xiao Cui said a whole bunch of things about Kim, which were so accurate. It was apparently not a guess, not possibly, and so I asked Xiao Cui how he could know so much about a complete stranger. He said that when he was asked a question, he could hear someone speaking in his mind, and he just followed that voice.

People are normally more likely to believe neuropsychiatrists than spirit-possessed people. In China one can always run into people who have supernatural abilities, either innate or acquired through Buddhist or Daoist practice.

So if you come to Beijing someday, Xiao Cui will be happy to meet you and tell you about your past, present and future.

It is said the most powerful supernatural people are some lamas from Tibet, who have a special way of achieving a high spiritual state. Some have the third eye, which I have tested and proved, and some may walk through a wall, which I've heard constantly but never seen.

Welcome to China if you wish to explore the unknown and pursue your spiritual potential!