By T Lobsang Rampa
A small glimpse into earlier background of the Earth and its population who concealed hugely technical gear which to this present day is still hidden. Lobsang along with his advisor; the Lama Mingyar Dondup, get's to go to the place this know-how is hidden and sees along with his personal eyes this wondrous gear. This expertise is awaiting those that can use it for the good thing about mankind and that point is approaching. initially released in 1963.
Tuesday Lobsang Rampa used to be a author who claimed to were a Lama in Tibet sooner than spending the second one a part of his existence within the physique of a British guy. Cyril Henry Hoskin (8 April 1910 – 25 January 1981) defined himself because the "host" of Tuesday Lobsang Rampa. The identify Tuesday pertains to a declare within the 3rd Eye that Tibetans are named after the day of the week on which they have been born.
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From all over the Buddhist world they came, to this, the Mecca of Buddhism. Old men crippled with age, young women carrying small babies, all came in the belief that in completing the Holy Circuit of the City and the Potala, they were atoning for past sins and ensuring a good rebirth to the next life on Earth. Fortune tellers thronged the Lingkhor Road, ancient beggars whined for alms, and traders with their goods suspended from their shoulders pushed their way through the throngs in search of customers.
Upon the roof, in my favourite spot, all was quiet. The sun provided a gentle warmth. From below me, now out of sight, there arose a confused murmur from the crowds, a murmur which in its indistinctness, soothed me and made me drowse in the noonday heat. A shadowy figure materialised almost at the extreme limit of my vision. Sleepily I shook my head and blinked my eyes. When I again opened them the figure was still there, clearer now and glowing more dense. The hairs at the back of my neck rose in sudden fright.
Old men crippled with age, young women carrying small babies, all came in the belief that in completing the Holy Circuit of the City and the Potala, they were atoning for past sins and ensuring a good rebirth to the next life on Earth. Fortune tellers thronged the Lingkhor Road, ancient beggars whined for alms, and traders with their goods suspended from their shoulders pushed their way through the throngs in search of customers. Soon I tired of the frenzied scene, tired of the gaping multitude and their endless, inane questions.
The Cave of the Ancients by T Lobsang Rampa