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    Transcription of a TV Interview with

    Lobsang Rampafrom TuesdayLobsangRampa Website

    This interview was aired on the program ' Citizens of the World ' Tele-Metropole C.F.T.MMontreal in the early 70s. The interviewer and filmer was Alain Stanke , Rampa's friend,neighbour and French publisher.

    The interview was originally in English, translated into French in Stanke's book " Lobsang Rampa, Imposteur Ou Initie ?" and retranslated back into English by Nicholas D. "I am Lobsang Rampa. Maybe you've heard of me before. But my very good friend AlainStanke asked me to say a few words on tape. I wouldn't have done it for anyone else. But

    Alain Stanke is a young man with many capabilities so I reply to his invitation to say these fewwords:

    I hope that you've read or that you'll read my books because I think that if a greater number of

    us followed this golden rule 'Do unto others' then the world would be a better place to live in.

    Look at the problems in Ireland where Christians are killing other Christians. I wonder why? It'sa mystery. They still speak the same language, they have the same religion, but there is thisbloody war. But here in Quebec there are also difficulties because of the difficulties withlanguage. Personally I've suffered a lot from discrimination because I don't speak French. It'sabsolutely true, I assure you. The best thing would be for people to give up the French andEnglish languages (except as a cultural asset) then they could practice telepathy! That's how itwas before the tower of Babel when everyone spoke his own dialect after having losttelepathic power. Think how fine it would be to be able to communicate with anyone bytelepathy.

    Did you know that in Montreal there are some very good people? I've mentioned my very good

    friend Alain Stanke , a great companion. But there are others, Mr H. Mendelson of Simon'sCameras , the most honest man you could find. Such a nice man I'm proud to call a friend.

    In Habitat where I live like a hermit, I don't see anyone. I don't want to see anyone! The manwho makes it possible is Mr Bernard Gobeil , the administrator of Habitat . He's managed torent all of Habitat while before it was almost empty. So I greet Mr Gobeil who put his energiesand made a great job as an administrator. Another friend is Mr Jean Louis Bigras fromRimouski . He likes Montreal so much that he's decided to come and live here. So now I amsurrounded by people with whom I can speak, but not in French. Maybe I should use telepathywith them!

    There is a critic who said he could not read more than a chapter of ' Feeding the Flame '. Buthow can he be able to criticize a book he hasn't read? I have the impression that critics of

    books are people who haven't the skills or knowledge required to write a book, so they onlyhave one way to live in the world of literature, which is to live at the expense of others. By theway, I can't understand those women's libbers as they've got more liberties than men.

    I receive 40 to 50 letters a day, most of them without postage. Some of them are written withred or green ink or with handwriting which is so tiny that it is hard for me to read them. I had tobuy a huge magnifying glass. When I've answered the letters I immediately destroy them in ashredder; otherwise nosy people search my trash. Don't laugh, they are legion! Several werecaught going through the garbage of Habitat .

    I'll reveal a secret. I've already worked in France and I've learned French. It is a pleasure for me to listen sometimes to people who I see in the corridors or elevators of Habitat. They speakto me in French and I hear so many things about me!

    I've got two other friends, Miss Cleopatra Rampa and Miss Tadalinka Rampa two Siamese

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    cats. They are true friends. Taddy likes to eat. But Cleo is the most intelligent cat living. Shereceives all my thoughts by telepathy. They have a special litter tray and never damage our furniture. They are models of perfection, these cats!

    People ask me why I came to Canada. The British press made us leave England. We've beenwrongly accused. All kinds of lies have been made up about me. Let me ask you this, would

    you like to be ill, lying on your back, and seeing a mirror appear at the end of a stick? Wouldyou like to be spied on like this? I had to undergo this little game in Ireland, and the Britishpress invaded Ireland in the same way the British soldiers are currently invading Ireland.

    We came to Canada because we thought that this country would bring us peace. We were notwrong. It's been bearable...

    Well now Mr Stanke, you want to know more things about me. Let me tell you, the author of abook doesn't matter, what he writes is important, if it's worth reading.

    How do I write my books? When I prepare to write a book, I adopt the policy of complete totalinactivity. I build my book in my mind, page after page and don't use my typewriter or dictateuntil my book is complete, very solidly built in my head. When I've got all the material and

    when I've checked and corrected everything, then I can type it by seeing it above me in fullyprinted pages. Everything I do then is to visualize these pages, and retranscribe them with atypewriter made in Japan or I directly record them on a tape recorder.

    But there's something else which amuses those who live with me. I can stop in the middle of asentence and continue one or two days later, from where I had stopped. They believe it's amatter of memory.

    Don't ever try to write before you know exactly what you're going to write and when you knowwhat you're going to write don't ever let an agent or an editor persuade you that you shouldn'tdo it. If you have the courage of your convictions, if you've got something to say which is worthwriting and if you know how to do it, then your book has its entire raison d'etre . It will sell.Otherwise don't waste your time, knit or do something else!

    I can write a book in 2 or 3 weeks but 6 months are necessary to build in my mind!"

    I receive many letters. People want to know how to make babies, how to get rid of babies,particularly those women's libbers. If only people could adopt the golden rule there wouldn't beso many difficulties caused by the language difficulties like there are in Quebec, Belgium andseveral other countries. This old world would be a much better place to live in! If only peoplewanted to give, they could also receive. One has to give his goodwill, his trust in others, hisfaith in man's goodness. And if each one of us paid his share, the age of Kali would be over!"

    Transmigration

    Transcript of an interview Rampa gave in 1958

    This is part of a transcript of an interview Rampa gave in 1958.The Third Eye is absolutely true and all that I write in that book is fact. I, a Tibetan Lama nowoccupy what was originally the body of a western man, and I occupy it to the permanent andtotal exclusion of the former occupant. He gave me his willing consent, being glad to escapefrom life on this earth in view of my urgent need. The actual changeover took place on 13 June1949, but the way had to be prepared some time before that. I know that I have a special task

    to do, and I became aware that it would be necessary to come to England for various reasonsconnected with it. In the latter part of 1947 I was able by telepathy to send impressions to a

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    suitable person. In February 1948 he changed his name by legal Deed Polland took the name of Kuan Suo as directed by me.

    To make the changeover easier, he altered his addresses a number of timesand lost contact with all friends and relatives. On June 13, 1949 he had a slightaccident which resulted in concussion and which knocked him out of himself.

    This enabled me to take over.

    I tried very hard to obtain employment in England but for various reasons therewas no assistance from the Employment Exchange . For years I visitedEmployment Exchanges ...but none of them did anything for me.For some time we lived on capital which had been saved and upon anythingwhich I was able to earn from doing free-lance writing or advertising.

    I have a special task to do because during my life in Tibet I had been to theChang Tang highlands where I had seen a device which enables people to seethe human aura. I am clairvoyant and can see the aura as I have demonstratedto many people at many times, but I was aware that if doctors and surgeonscould see the human aura then they could determine the illness afflicting a

    human body before it was at all serious. It was not possible for me to come toEngland in the body which I had then. I tried, but to no avail.

    The aura is merely a corona of discharge of the body , of the life force. It is similar to thecorona discharge from high tension cables which can be seen by almost anyone on a mistynight, and if money would be spent on research, medical science would have one of the mostpotent tools for the cure of disease. I have to have money in order to carry out my ownresearch, but I have never taken money for curing peoples illnesses or for taking their troublesoff their shoulders, as has been misrepresented in a certain paper.

    And how did The Third Eye come to be written? I certainly did not want to write it but I wasdesperate to get a job so that I could get on with my allotted task. I tried for job after jobwithout avail, eventually a friend offered to put me in touch with a gentleman would might be

    able to use my services. Mr Brooks said I should write a book. I insisted that I did not want towrite a book and so we parted. Mr Brooks wrote to me again and once more suggested that Ishould write a book. In the interval between seeing him and receiving his letter I had been for other interviews and had been rejected.

    So, with much reluctance I accepted Mr Brooks offer to write a book and here again I repeatthat everything in that book is true. Everything said in my second book Medical Lama is alsotrue. One should not place too much credence in experts or Tibetan scholars when it is seenhow one expert contradicts the other when they cannot agree on what is right and what iswrong, and after all, how many of those Tibetan scholars have entered a lamasery at the ageof seven and worked all the way through life as a Tibetan, and then taken over the body of awesterner? I have!"

    TESTIMONY OF SANYA KUAN S.R.N"..As far as I can see, it appears that the announcement regarding the author of The ThirdEye has done nothing but enhance Lobsang Rampas prestige, and resulted in bringing hisbest seller more than ever before the public eye. One lady, an authority on eastern methodsand religions, made the remark that if the facts were true, then Lobsang Rampa was an evengreater person than ever. Now she is certain that the facts ARE true.

    Many people will wonder about the one who occupied that western body before it was takenover by a Tibetan, and I , as the wife, would like to tell something of the events leading up tothe change of personality.

    At the first indication of something different, I was more than a little startled. We were leading aquiet life in Surrey, my husband being on the staff of a correspondence college in an advisorycapacity. Out of the blue came his remark toward the end of 1947. "I am going to change my

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    name." I looked at him aghast for I failed to see any point in doing such a thing. We hadnothing to hide, nothing from which to run away. It took me some time to recover after hecontinued, "Yes we will change our name by Deed Poll. We shall call ourselves KuanSuo ."

    By February 1948 all legal formalities had been completed and we had no further right to our previous name. My husbands employer was not pleased, but there was little he could do

    about it, especially as about that time one of the firms directors had made an alteration to hisown name.

    Of course, everyone thought that we had at least taken leave of our senses, but that never bothered me. I had lived with my husband for eight years and knew that if he had a hunch todo anything at all, there was a very good reason for it. Soon, however, we noticed that peoplewere not saying our name when addressing us, and even after seeing it written, they didntseem able to spell it; for that reason we later contracted it to Kuan. I want to clarify this point toshow that we have no time used an alias as has been mistakenly suggested.

    At about this time my husband talked a great deal about the east and on occasions he did infact wear eastern dress; he often seemed to be very pre-occupied in his manner, and I haveknown him to fall into a trance state and speak in an unfamiliar tongue, which I now believe to

    be a language of the east. In July 1948 he again made a sudden decision... this time to give uphis job. This he did to the consternation of the employer who had always found him to be avery useful and conscientious member of his staff. The idea behind it was so that we couldleave the district and lose all contact, which we did. Within a year he had completely lost touchwith previous acquaintances and with our former life. We managed to exist on what we hadsaved, together with what we could earn from various forms of writing.

    The day I happened to look out of the window and see my husband lying at the foot of a tree inthe garden, is something I shall never forget. I hurried out to find he was recovering, but to mea trained nurse, he seemed to be stunned or something. When eventually he regainedconsciousness, he seemed to act differently and in a way I did not understand.

    After getting him indoors and upstairs to our flat to rest, the main thought in my mind was to

    get a doctor as quickly as possible, but I was reckoning without him... He seemed to sense myalarm and implored me not to do so, assuring me that he was quite alright. Certainly hisspeech seemed different, more halting, as if he was unfamiliar with the language, and hisvoice appeared deeper than before.

    For sometime I was quite concerned for something seemed to have happened to hismemory... before speaking or moving he appeared to be making calculations; much later Ilearned that he was tuning into my mind to see what was expected of him. I do not mindadmitting that in the earliest stages I was very worried, but now it seems quite natural. I havenever ceased to wonder that such an ordinary individual as myself should be so closelyassociated with such a remarkable occurrence as the advent of a Tibetan lama to the westernworld."

    DECLARATION OF MRS RAMPA

    This is an extract from Stanks book , where he interviewed Sarah Rampa . It is translatedfrom French."As far as I know there is only one way to evaluate the declarations of my husband. It consistsof reading all his books from the beginning to end. Thats where the truth is. I am a registeredNurse and as such have a lot of experience concerning the observations of people, their attitudes, reactions or changes. Therefore I declare that everything Rampa has said is true, asfar as I know. One of the most unpleasant things is the fierce hatred felt by some of the press.Yet those who react so harshly have declared publicly that they had read none of the books.Didnt a critic recently assert he had read one or two pages but did not want to continue

    reading it?

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    Surprisingly, he began a fierce attack against a book he hadnt read! How, under thoseconditions can you reveal anything to one whose mind is so closed? When a person doesntwant to believe, no proof in the world, or beyond this world would convince him. The belief hasto come from the person himself. One thing is clear, several persons have without respiteattempted to get rid of Lobsang Rampa and to prevent him from writing. They haventsucceeded and they never will. As far as I know, Lobsang Rampa never was a plumber, and

    he is not today either...

    When The Third Eye was published I made a declaration to the press. It was completelydistorted. The press twisted my words and succeeded in making me claim that Rampa was animpostor. It is false, I have never thought nor claimed that he was an impostor. On thecontrary, I assert, as Ive always said that his books are true...

    I am my husbands wife, and when a woman is married to a man, she understands him, hismoods, his peculiarities. If, suddenly, everything changes in him, if it becomes evident to thewoman that she lives with another man, a really different man, we have to accept the reality of the way it is. It cant be proved. I was in this situation. I saw a change occurring, I observedhow the transmigration happened. However, I continued to live with him. But everything isdifferent. We live rather like brother and sister, both making the best of the difficult situation we

    are in. But as Ive witnessed all theses things, as Ive experienced it, there remains no doubt itis the truth...

    Lobsang Rampa knows the truth. He knows what he believes in and he is the person heclaims to be. When the changeover occurred we had a very beautiful tabby cat with a silver coat and his attitude was surprising. Our tabby cat had extraordinary reactions towards theone I could call the New One.

    He showed an unusual respect towards him and anyone who saw him would have been mostimpressed by the wisdom of one of these dumb animals.

    Twenty Five Years WithT. Lobsang Rampa

    by Sheelagh Rouse

    Sheelagh Rouse was Lobsang Rampa's devoted secretary , companion and friend for theentire span of his writing career. Referring to her by the nickname 'Buttercup', Rampaconsidered Sheelagh to be his adopted daughter.

    Sheelagh made enormous sacrifices to assist Rampa with his writing and research; leavingher family, reputation and privileged lifestyle to live a simple life with him and his wife.

    After fifty years of discreet silence, she has now written a book about her years with the manshe esteemed above all others. 'Twenty Five Years with T. Lobsang Rampa ' is an honest, wittyand immensely readable tribute to the famous author.

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    Lobsang Rampa In Habitat, Early 70's.

    Excerpt from her book:"I opened the garage door, and as I mounted the stairs to Mrs. Wood's flat I seemed to hear voices. She must have a visitor, I thought, but I needed to find Chester, so I knocked on thedoor and waited. The voices inside ceased, and the door was opened. Mrs. Wood appeared,but as I looked past her to the figure of a man seated beside the window she faded intoinsignificance. I knew nothing about vibrations, auras and the like, but such power radiatedfrom this person that I had the distinct feeling of a fire burning brightly.

    I was awed. My eyes were drawn to and met his, which were somehow long and narrow,piercing without being large, calm and still with a hint of amusement in them. Although heremained seated, my impression was of a short, stocky man with a shaven head and wearinga greying beard. His expression was unreadable. He wore a black suit with a pink shirt andblack bow tie. All this I took in in a matter of seconds. He was unusual. I had never encountered anyone with such a presence.

    What happened next was at the time completely inexplicable to me, but since then I have readof similar cases; only a few weeks ago I read an account by Sybille Bedford of a person's firstmeeting with a psychic in which she mentions the feeling of receiving an electric shock. As thisman looked at me, I experienced something utterly strange. I felt his eyes boring into my verysoul, into the being, the self I did not expose, almost did not know or recognize so used was Ito covering up, to pretending, to denying.

    It was as though I was standing there with my soul stark naked, no pretense, no protection. I

    had never experienced anything like it before, and never have since. Then I became aware of an awesome tingling all over my body, as though I indeed was receiving an enormous electricshock, and I seemed to be looking at myself from a distance, from above, and I was aware, didnot actually hear, but was aware of the knowledge that this was momentous for me, this was aunique chance, take it or leave it. The whole sensation could not have lasted more than aminute perhaps, but a minute can represent a lifetime.

    Then the man spoke..."