It's June 30th, 2026. Today I go see the lung doctor about this spot they found on my lung. I've been here before, a little over five years ago. When they found a spot back then I cried. I cried for myself mostly, but now, after solidifying my Buddhist faith in the Mystic Law ad the Lotus Sutra, I will only cry for those I would be leaving behind. I no longer fear death for I know this is all part of the universal plan in which I am a spec of dust that has flown in and out, and this happens over and over again.
Having said this, I haven't giving up, I'm just beginning. I've chanted and prayed that the spot will be gone or at the very least, benign, for I have a mission, a mission to show proof of my faith in the Lotus Sutra, in chanting Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo. I need my lungs for these words. And if this is cancer, I've chanted for the best doctors and medicine to cure this body I need for my mission.
The buddhist organization I belong to will turn 100 in 2030. I plan on being here for that.
Stay tuned boys and girls. This is phase two of my cancer story which you can find on Kosen-Rufu.com.
Eso Terry