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Tibetan Sage

Tibetan Sage

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Published by CH Lee
(Rare, old) Book by Tuesday Lobsang Rampa. Do not distribute. Copyrighted by publisher.
(Rare, old) Book by Tuesday Lobsang Rampa. Do not distribute. Copyrighted by publisher.

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Published by: CH Lee on Oct 26, 2007
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 FOREWORD
People hooted and jeered when, some few years ago, Iwrote in
The Third Eye
that I had flown in kites. One wouldhave thought that I had committed a great crime in saying that.But now—well, we look about and we can see people flyingin kites. Some of them are high above the water being towed by a speed boat. Yet others are kites with a man aboard, hestands on the edge of a cliff or high piece of ground, and thenhe jumps off and he is actually flying in a kite. Nobody saysnow that Lobsang Rampa was right, but they certainly did hootwhen I wrote about kite flying.There have been quite a number of things which were ‘sci-ence fiction’ a few years ago, but now-well, now they arealmost everyday occurrences. We can have a satellite in space,and in London we can pick up the television programs fromthe USA or from Japan. I predicted that.We also now have had a man, or rather men, walking onthe Moon. All my books are true, and they are gradually being proved true.This book is not a novel. It is not science fiction. It is theabsolutely unvarnished truth of what happened to me, and Iagain state that there is no author's license in the book.I say this book is true, but you may want to believe it to be science fiction or something like that. Well, fine, you arequite at liberty to have a good laugh and call it science fiction,and perhaps before you have actually finished reading the book some event will occur which will prove my books true. ButI will tell you now that I will not answer any questions aboutthis book. I have had such an enormous mail about the other  books, and people do not even put in return postage and, with postal rates as they are at present, sometimes it takes more toreply to a reader's letter than he paid for the book in the firstcase.Well, here is the book. I hope you like it. I hope you findit believable. If you do not find it believable it may be thatyou have not yet reached the necessary stage of evolution.8
 
 
CHAPTER ONE 
“Lobsang! LOBSANG!!” Dimly I seemed to swim upfrom the depths of a sleep of exhaustion. It had beena terrible day, but now-well, I was being called. Againthe voice broke in, “Lobsang!” But I suddenly felt com-motion about me, opened my eyes and thought themountain was falling on top of me. A hand reached outand a quick jerk lifted me from my place of rest andswung me rapidly aside, barely in time, too, becausea massive rock with sharp edges slid down behind meand ripped off my robe. Quickly I stumbled to my feetand in a half daze followed him to a little ledge at thefar end of which was a very small hermitage.About us rocks and snow came pelting down. Sud-denly we saw the bent figure of the old hermit hurryingas fast as he could toward us. But no, a huge collectionof rocks rolled down the mountain and swept away thehermitage and the hermit and the projecting rock onwhich the hermitage had stood. The rock was abouttwo hundred feet in length, and it was swept away asa leaf is swept away in a gale.My Guide, the Lama Mingyar Dondup, was holdingme firmly by the shoulders. About us was darkness,not a glimmer of starlight, no gleam of a flickeringcandle from the houses of Lhasa. Everything was dark.Suddenly there was a fresh barrage of immenserocks and sand, snow, and ice. The ledge upon whichwe so precariously stood tipped toward the mountain,and we felt ourselves sliding, sliding, we seemed to be9

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