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You can Unsubscribe at any time. November 15, July 24, It remains in print to this day, the best-selling book about Tibetan Buddhism. Over the last four decades, readers around the world have discovered the book in sidewalk kiosks, airport newsstands, and university bookstores. It is a work that has evoked sympathy for the plight of Tibet under Communist occupation and even inspired some to become Tibetologists, professional scholars of Tibet.
Rampa had spent his earliest years as a schoolboy in Lhasa. He studied Tibetan, Chinese, and the art of carving wood for printing blocks. He enjoyed kite-flying, the national sport of Tibet, whose season began on the first day of autumn, signaled when a single kite rose from the Potala, the great palace of the Dalai Lama. To suffer great hardships, to leave the homeland, and go among strange people.
To lose all and have to start again, and eventually to succeed. Young Lobsang was admitted to the Temple of Tibetan Medicine, where he underwent a rigorous course of study that emphasized mathematics and memorization of the Buddhist scriptures. Proving himself an excellent student, he was chosen to receive the esoteric teachings and serve as a repository of knowledge against the prophesied day when Tibet would fall under an alien cloud. Under the tutelage of the great Lama Mingyar Dondup, he began a period of intensive training designed to impart in a few years what a lama would normally learn over the course of a lifetime.
In order to further his instruction by hypnotic methods, Mingyar Dondup prescribed a surgical procedure to channel the power of clairvoyance. A hole was drilled in his skull to create another eye—a Third Eye that allowed him to see auras. After the surgery, he was summoned to the Potala, where he met privately with the Thirteenth Dalai Lama.
Lobsang was reminded of the great work that lay before him in preserving the wisdom of Tibet for the world. Shortly after his twelfth birthday, Lobsang passed a punishing round of examinations and was certified as a medical priest. On an expedition in search of medicinal herbs, he stopped at a monastery where the monks built box kites large enough to bear the weight of an adult. Following a further series of examinations on his sixteenth birthday, the young monk was promoted to the rank of lama.
He studied anatomy with the Body Breakers, the disposers of the dead who chop up corpses and feed them to vultures. When he had passed initiation as an abbot, he was again summoned by the Dalai Lama, who now instructed him to leave Tibet immediately and go to China, saying:. As I told you once before, they believe only that which they can do, only that which can be tested in their Rooms of Science. Yet the greatest Science of all, the Science of the Overself, they leave untouched.
That is your Path, the Path you chose before you came to this Life. The Third Eye ends with Lobsang Rampa looking back for the last time at the Potala, where a solitary kite is flying. I recently used The Third Eye in a seminar for first-year undergraduates at the University of Michigan. The students were unanimous in their praise of the book. It was not that the things Rampa described were not strange; it was that they were so strange that they could not possibly have been concocted.
But were there really man-bearing kites in Tibet? Did priests really only ride white horses? Did cats really guard the temple jewels? Are the priests in Tibet vegetarian? Did they really perform the operation of the Third Eye? Publisher Fredric J. I had sheep, chicken, rabbits, [and] pheasant. He had a set-up in the basement. And from there I bought my first vinyl and mixer. As Rampa began to form his own record collection, he also got into skating, whiling away summer holidays grinding on ramps in Freiburg and obsessively watching videos from the US.
So I got my Technics and would come home from school and spend about half my time scratching. By the time he was 15, Rampa was making his own productions in Fruity Loops on his Microsoft desktop, which only had enough space for three tracks. To quench the urge to get music out into the world, he started to make his own mixtapes, distributing them amongst his friends. It was around the same time that Rampa and his friends started throwing their own parties, hoping to breathe a little life into the dead-zone in which they lived.
We clicked pretty fast and started doing night shifts together. In the evening we were supposed to clean up but we stayed in the studio all night making music. We had everything you could dream of: big consoles, classic synths, classic drum machines, everything. It was like paradise. The five new friends realized they shared the same laidback mindset and love for experimental house and collaboration.
So in Keinemusik was formed. And I think the only real plan we have is to keep it slow. Rampa says that because they do everything themselves, Keinemusik only has the resources for five releases a year.
In the crew found a creative home in Stattbad, a re-purposed public swimming pool in the Wedding neighbourhood that housed a thriving creative community.
Keinemusik occupied the rooftop penthouse and could take the elevator downstairs to the basement where they hosted their label parties. And it was in this very swimming pool that his grandmother passed her swimming exam — he has the certificate to prove it. But they turned it into offices in so we had to leave. Rampa has been producing genre-spanning music for various labels since he first moved to Berlin. His first release on Keinemusik came in with the Wife EP, and as his reputation as a producer grew, so did his DJ career.
Soon there was Ukraine, Georgia, Rome, and Miami. And from onwards it went completely berserk — Columbia, Indonesia, and Australia.
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