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THE THIRD EYE

CONTENTS

Chapters

Page

PUBLISHER’S FORWARD

AUTHOR’S PREFACE

I. EARLY DAYS AT HOME

II. END OF MY CHILDHOOD

III. LAST DAYS AT HOME

IV. AT THE TEMPLE GATES

V. LIFE AS A CHELA

VI. LIFE IN THE LAMASERY

VII. THE OPENING OF THE THIRD EYE

VIII. THEPOTALA

IX. AT THE WILD ROSE FENCE

X. TIBETANBELIEFS

100

XI. TRAPPA

115

XII. HERBS AND KITES

122

XIII. FIRST VISIT HOME

141

XIV. USING THE THIRD EYE

148

XV. THE SECRET NORTH—-AND YETIS

158

XVI. LAMAHOOD

167

XVII. FINALINITIATION

181

XVIII. TIBET—FAREWELL!

186

PUBLISHERS' FOREWORD

The autobiography of a Tibetan lama is a unique record of experience and, as

such, inevitably hard to corroborate. In an attempt to obtain conformation of the

Author's statements the Publishers submitted the MS. to nearly twenty readers,

all persons of intelligence and experience, some with special knowledge of the

subject? Their opinions were so contradictory that no positive result emerged.

Some questioned the accuracy of one section, some of another; what was

doubted by one expert was accepted unquestioningly by another. Anyway, the

Publishers asked themselves, was there any expert who had undergone the

training of a Tibetan lama in its most developed forms? Was there one who had

been brought up in a Tibetan family? Lobsang Rampa has provided documentary

evidence that he holds medical degrees of the University of Chungking and in

those documents he is described as a Lama of the Potala Monastery of Lhasa.

The many personal conversations we have had with him have proved him to be a

Man of unusual powers and attainments. Regarding many aspects of his

personal life he has shown a reticence that was sometimes baffling; but everyone

has a right to privacy and Lobsang Rampa maintains that some concealment is

imposed on him for the safety of his family in Communist occupied Tibet.

Indeed, certain details, such as his father's real position in the Tibetan hierarchy,

have been intentionally disguised for this purpose. For these reasons the Author

must bear and willingly bears a sole responsibility for the statements made in his

book. We may feel that here and there he exceeds the bounds of Western

credulity, though Western views on the subject here dealt with can hardly be

decisive. None the less the Publishers believe that the Third Eye is in its essence

an authentic account of the upbringing and training of a Tibetan boy in his

family and in a lamasery. It is in this spirit that we are publishing the book.

Anyone who differs from us will, we believe, at least agree that the author is

endowed to an exceptional degree with narrative skill and the power to evoke

scenes and characters of absorbing and unique interest.

AUTHOR'S PREFACE

I am a Tibetan. One of the few who have reached this strange Western world.

The construction and grammar of this book leave much to be desired, but I have

never had a formal lesson in the English language. My “School of English” was

a Japanese prison camp, where I learned the language as best I could from

English and American women prisoner patients. Writing in English was learned

by “trial and error”. Now my beloved country is invaded-as predicted-by

Communist hordes. For this reason only I have disguised my true name and that

of my friends. Having done so much against Communism, I know that my

friends in Communist countries will suffer if my identity can be traced. As I

have been in Communist, as well as Japanese hands, I know from personal

experience what torture can do, but it is not about torture that this book is

written, but about a peace-loving country which has been so misunderstood and

greatly misrepresented for so long.

Some of my statements, so I am told, may not be believed. That is your

privilege, but Tibet is a country unknown to the rest of the world. The man who

wrote, of another country, that “the people rode on turtles in the sea” was

laughed to scorn. So were those who had seen “living-fossil” fish. Yet the latter

have recently been discovered and a specimen taken in a refrigerated airplane to

the U.S.A. for study. These men were disbelieved. They were eventually

proved to be truthful and accurate. So will I be.

T. LOBSANG RAMPA

Written in the Year of the Wood Sheep.

CHAPTER ONE

EARLY DAYS AT HOME

“Oe. Oe. Four years old and can't stay on a horse! You'll never

make a man! What will your noble father say?” With this, Old

Tzu gave the pony-and luckless rider—a hearty thwack across

the hindquarters, and spat in the dust.

The golden roofs and domes of the Potala gleamed in the

brilliant sunshine. Closer, the blue waters of the Serpent Temple

lake rippled to mark the passing of the water-fowl. From farther

along the stony track came the shouts and cries of men urging on

the slow-moving yaks just setting out from Lhasa. From near by

Came the chest-shaking “bmmn, bmmn, bmmn” of the deep bass

trumpets as monk musicians practiced in the fields away from the

crowds.

But I had no time for such everyday, commonplace things. Mine

was the serious task of staying on my very reluctant pony. Nakkim

had other things in mind. He wanted to be free of his rider, free to

graze, and roll and kick his feet in the air.

Old Tzu was a grim and forbidding taskmaster. All his life he had

been stern and hard, and now as guardian and riding instructor

to a small boy of four, his patience often gave way under the strain.

one of the men of Kham, he, with others, had been picked for his

size and strength. Nearly seven feet tall he was, and broad with it.

Heavily padded shoulders increased his apparent breadth. In

eastern Tibet there is a district where the men are unusually tall

and strong. Many were over seven feet tall, and these men were

picked to act as police monks in all the lamaseries. They padded

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