Books like My Visit to Venus by T. Lobsang Rampa

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An amazing revelation of life on other planets. Vivid descriptions of beautiful celestial cities, teaching centers, healing wards, etc., which exist on our nearby planet Venus. the vanguard of great minds and Masters from these higher worlds are expressing through a constructive scientific self-development course called the Unarius Science of Life. This book is the first of this series. Excerpt from Infinite Concept of Cosmic Creation about his visits to Venus described in greater detail in The Voice of Venus: “One evening during attunement, I saw a beautiful, radiant figure standing before me. He announced himself-not in words but through the means of telepathic communication which is always used in these higher dimensions and states of consciousness; he inferred he could be known as Mal Var. We later found out from other sources that he was the disciple John, or John the Revelator. He said that he had come to give us a new version or a new translation of that part of the New Testament which had been so badly and sadly garbled in translations, (Revelations), and if I was willing, he would start from the planet Venus, which is the mother-father planet of this planetary system. From there, the higher celestial forces were in direct communication at all times in the work of psycho-therapy and spiritual healings for the people of this earth and other planets of nearby solar systems. So naturally, I gladly acquiesced. In the next moment I found myself sitting in front of a beautiful lake. This lake, perhaps a half-mile in diameter, was of the most intense cobalt blue I had ever seen. The tiny blades of grass upon which I was sitting appeared to be hand carved of the purest emerald crystal, yet they were as soft as velvet to the touch. I looked about at the towering trees which surrounded me, they too had that crystalline appearance of radiant energy. I was reminded of some clear stick candy which I had as a child. The trees were transparent, yet gleaming. Each tree leaf in the canopy overhead was a masterpiece of emerald art of glowing crystal. Through the overhanging, I could see the huge orb of the sun, a golden yellow disc which appeared, not as our sun does, but many times larger. About the sky were swirling clouds of opalescence and mother-of-pearl. I looked at all of this wonder and beauty and saw the butterflies which were flitting about like huge brilliant gems and many times larger than those on the earth. The flowers and the wild life scurrying about us in the thickets were exotic and beyond description. My guide was smiling as I was trying to take in all of my surroundings and as we were sitting there talking, he was explaining all of these things through my vocal cords, Ruth was taking it down on paper. After a few moments getting accustomed to the surroundings, we then walked out to the edge of the clearing; we went out on the plain and I saw before me a huge mountain range of the purest sparkling crystal. It was flat and on the top of this flat surface was a huge, wonderful city. It was an array of gleaming parapets, spires, minarets and domes, all glistening in that wonderful golden sun. Soon I found myself going rapidly up the pathway which led to the top of this beautiful city. I was told that this city was Azure and that it was the place where those who were in spiritual work with earth people were at present and had, for many thousands of years been so working. When we arrived into the city, I was immediately taken to the top of a high parapet or minaret which overlooked the city. It was circular in shape; there were four main streets which crossed like an “X”. In the center of this “X” was a wonderful, beautiful temple; it looked something like the Taj Mahal but it was so much larger, and so much more beautiful, and far more vast that it would have made even that gorgeous structure look like a whitewashed pueblo. All of the buildings which I saw about me, domes, towers, minarets which towe