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    Lobsang Rampa: The Mystery of the Three-Eyed Lama Paid Member

    A one-“L” Lama, he’s a priest,A two-“L” Llama, he’s a beastAnd I will bet a silk pajamaThere isn’t any three-“L” Lllama- Ogden Nash, 1945 In 1956, the British firm Secker & Warburg published The Third Eye: The Autobiography of a Tibetan Lama. It remains in print to this day, the best-selling book about Tibetan Buddhism. More »
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    Vajra Gun Paid Member

    I have covered my badge with black tape so it will not reflect the light. The January midnight air is colder than the gun in my hand, a .357-caliber Magnum revolver, made of blued steel, so it won't reflect light. It has etched wooden handles so it won't slip. More »
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    Driving Me Crazy Paid Member

    My first trip to the Okayama Driver's License Test Building had been spent mainly helping the clerk do an analysis of my passport, enumerating the countries I'd visited, the dates I had gone in and out of the U.S., and so forth. The stopover in Hawaii for an hour on the way to Taiwan three years previously was properly noted. The space of time between the Taiwan trip and my arrival date in Japan was marked down. My month in Thailand and the side trip to Malaysia, as well as the times of visa extensions in Japan, were not neglected. It was a curious procedure. This was local government, not Immigration, and I really did not get the point. But mine was not to reason why. More »
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    Mindful to the Quarter-inch Paid Member

    Mid-afternoon, twenty-four hours into a three-day vipassana retreat, I entered the teacher's cottage for my interview. Although I had attended many meditation retreats with lay teachers, this was my first interview with an Asian monk. Hesitant, bowing, unsure of etiquette, I walked in, sat on the floor, and waited for him to speak. He waited for me to speak. Noting awkwardness. "How's your practice?" he asked finally, quietly, smiling. "I am experiencing much boredom, sir. The hour-long sits seem to be taking three hours." "Yes," he smiled. "I think perhaps you are not in the present moment. You are wondering always, 'How soon will this be over?' Thinking ahead." “Yes, that is what I am doing." More »