The Cave of the Ancients – (Originally published in ) A small glimpse into past history of the Earth and its inhabitants who hid highly technical equipment. Lobsang Rampa is the pen name of an author who wrote books with paranormal and occult . Doctor from Lhasa (); The Rampa Story (); Cave of the Ancients (); Living with the Lama (); You Forever (); Wisdom of the . First a short introduction for the reader who dont know the Rampa story. He Lobsang Rampa – had long time ago – in many earlier incarnations – been prepared.
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Why must there be what you term ‘Hidden Knowledge’? My stern and harsh father, a father who had never been a ‘father’ to me. It is a way of life that may now be destroyed for all time, a spiritual culture with roots in the ancient world, the remote lamaseries of Tibet. You are here to do a task in connection with the human aura.
The last one untied the rope, coiled it around anciwnts waist, and followed the others.
Cave of the Ancients
libsang In the Old Days Lobsang, Mankind could commune telepathically with the animal world. I stood motionless by the rocky wall, gazing at the fantastic scene within.
Tea, yes, he drank plenty of tea, but I had never known him take anything but the most sparing and the plainest of food. Of course there is a God! Lobswng I peeped tittet about me, peeped at the old monks lying there in this part of the Chakpori.
I knew not the difference between day or night, for here all was as black and as silent as the grave.
The Cave Of The Ancients
Inside it was dark, as dark as the darkness of a hermit’s cell. Hardship teaches, pain teaches, kindness and consideration do not. It was of a crouching cat body, but with the head and shoulders of a woman.
Lobsang Rampa went on to write another 18 books containing a mixture of religious and occult material. Hell is here, on this world.
Why ancuents a Tibetan? Then, in the gathering darkness, we had lobssang modest meal of tsampa before settling down to sleep in the lee side of great boulders. Goodreads is the world’s largest site for readers with over 50 million reviews. Then I felt the darkness strangling me as if I were covered in soft, dry mud.
For some hours I worked, twisting slivers fliser of thin wood round the struts of the backing, molding once again the butter to hold the head in place. Calling down what I wanted, I dangled my rope and pulled up a pail of butter.
The Cave Of The Ancients : T. Lobsang Rampa :
Quite obviously the rock fall had uncovered this ledge, and – as I peered more closely, there was a narrow crevice fjellsprekk in caev mountain wall. Slowly Old Seng sank back upon his cushions, a harsh rattling breath hissing through his teeth. Sweeping all before it, a giant wave, taller than the tallest building had been, roared across the land, its crest bearing aloft the flotsam of a dying civilization.
Any scene in history, from an age no matter how remote, can be seen as if one were actually there. But you are wrong! I hurried along the csve, rushing round corners to the peril of those who got in’ my way. As Cavd looked through the window I saw the first rays of the sun come over the mountains, rays of light like giant fingers probing the sky, reaching for the stars.
At the start I had hallucinations, vain imaginings. At one time age and learning had been deeply respected in China, as should be the case, now – no more were the sages given the honour due to them; all that mattered now was violence, personal gain and selfishness.
Some two weeks after that talk with the Lama Mingyar Dondup, we were ready to depart, ready for the long, long climb up the mountains, through little known ravines and craggy paths. Machines rolled into the distance and for a time, some months, the scene was quiet.
I turned over, and fell into a dreaminess sleep. He would experiment, and money would come to him.