Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa
Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa
Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa
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een slightly deaf because he used to shout quite loudly, and I<br />
believe his wife was always ‘bugging’ him about one thing or<br />
another. She used to work, elderly as she was, and I think the<br />
man must have been retired. Anyway, one morning as she was<br />
leaving, after the usual quarrel no doubt, his voice must have<br />
been heard up to high heaven as he called after her, ‘Seventy<br />
years of age and still going to work.’ Personally, I thought he<br />
should have been gratified for two reasons; a little more<br />
financial help was forthcoming (unless she hid it), and in her<br />
absence he might enjoy a measure of peace!!!!<br />
Life certainly does have its brighter moments, and I am<br />
sure Mr. Catt often must have thought, ‘Oh dear, those<br />
humans, why do they not agree, if only to differ?’ As I may<br />
have mentioned before, cats cannot stand friction, and that is<br />
one reason why they suffer from nervous and physical ailments.<br />
If there is too much friction and lack of care a cat will give<br />
up, just lie down and die, or he may disappear altogether.<br />
As I look back I see that a good part of my own life has<br />
been spent seemingly in waiting—but waiting for what—and<br />
even if at times it has appeared I am seeing ‘through a glass<br />
darkly’ (Bible quotation), always at the back of my mind I<br />
FELT there was something behind it all. Now I actually KNOW<br />
that all the periods of seclusion, especially after meeting Carl,<br />
and during the times following his departure from this planet,<br />
were for a special reason.<br />
Since I have mentioned a Bible quotation, and one has<br />
always interested me greatly, I am going to digress for a<br />
moment to tell of an experience of two days ago, when two<br />
middle-aged to elderly men knocked on our apartment door. I<br />
opened the door to these men and they asked me if I had a few<br />
minutes to spare. ‘What for?’ I asked, being slightly suspicious<br />
of strangers accosting one in our city these days, as the<br />
affluence seems to be attracting too much crime. ‘Well,’ one of<br />
them announced, ‘we are from the Bible Society and we would<br />
like to have a chat with you.’ Politely I replied that, ‘No, I<br />
don't think I wish to chat’ (I had rather a lot of things to do,<br />
especially as it was early in the morning) ‘for you see we here<br />
are of the Buddhist belief.’ They took a step backwards, then<br />
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