The Dafa Mansion
[PureInsight.org] Imagine with me, for a moment, while I present you a vision.
Picture a magnificent mansion, built on three huge, solid, immovable pillars, Truth, Compassion and Tolerance, pillars that are firmly anchored in the bedrock of the universe. Li Hongzhi, the Master Builder, is the architect. The blueprints for this mansion come from the only book that matters in the world today–Zhuan Falun.
Anyone taking up residence in this mansion, always free of charge, is at liberty to furnish the mansion in any way the heart dictates. The residents may opt to furnish the mansion with all kinds of notions, such as the seven emotions and six desires. They would then have to live in the crowded root cellar under the mansion devoid of almost all daylight. If later dwellers who occasionally read Zhuan Falun opt for morality, altruism, pleasant demeanor, letting go of negative thoughts and pursuits and display a certain degree of selflessness and experience occasional periods of soul-searching, they might be admitted to the ground floor, where tiny windows let in occasional shafts of sunlight.
Other residents in the mansion who made a commitment to follow the teachings in Zhuan Falun and stick with it will be allotted space in an upper floor. The windows are larger there, the rooms more spacious, un-crowded, clean and well-furnished, with pleasant tables and chairs for reading and study. On the next floor up, the windows are huge and the rooms are sparsely populated. All the people living there exhibit only occasional bouts of common people's habits, pursuits and destructive emotions. Those dwellers for the most part abide by the teachings in Zhuan Falun and earn the Master Builder's encouragement. They sometimes visit with the ones in the penthouse, where the rooms feature floor to ceiling windows that are equipped with powerful telescopes, to behold the universe's evening sky and the myriad constellations of stars and other nighttime wonders.
The penthouse residents are the ones who have grasped almost all the teachings in Zhuan Falun and are well on their way to reach the penthouse rooftop garden, where wonders beyond their most fanciful imagination will eventually await them.
The ones on the lower floors of this mansion also fervently desire to visit this rooftop garden, but seem to lose their way when they climb the stairs to the top. How can we give them "a hand up?"