Digesting Lovable Lobsang (Corrections) Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Lobsang Rampa makes for happy reading -
he claims average man vibrates at a certain
frequency which puts him within range of one
specific octave & so he remains unaware of
life-forms in all other octaves – this explains
why I can’t see ghosts, my frequency must
be very specific for human beings only

Tibetan monks found a cave with relics from
an earlier civilisation, a scary theory without
the balance derived from relativism claiming
relics actually come from the future, with time
travel so prevalent a concept it’s a great idea;
then there is a reference to Mme Blavatsky’s
warning against the power of Thought Forms

Which could persecute their creator, Lobsang
confirms this telling of a Japanese monk who
read a lot & dabbled in the occult until his own
Thought Form haunted him; the monk ingested
too many conflicting theories without digesting
the contents - ah, I’m safe, I digest all I read,
making summaries and drawing conclusions

Before tackling the next book, wide reading
convinced me we all have a right to cherish
childhood ideas of celestial provision since
nothing deters our Oversouls from listening
to our petitions; we can create our own life
to bring us into contact with sweet people
& creatures – thank you Lobsang Rampa

For hours of enjoyable reading, not letting
fear for the base beings in the lower astral
regions overpower you as they were power-
less against your purity when you looked
them in the eye while exploring those low-
frequency dimensions, saving us from going
there inadvertently and teaching us

What happens when a guilty conscience is
allowed to make life a living hell - we
can take care to live in unconditional
love for a happy, shining life…