This short excerpt from My Visit to Venus by T. Lobsang Rampa corroborates in many ways the relatings in The Voice of Venus so is related herein:
Now, though, in the warmth of this Hidden Valley we lay at peace. Marvels had indeed befallen us since we had first communed with the Gods from other worlds, the Gods who looked after the Earth and kept it from self-destruction. Tonight, we thought, we will retire early. We had earned our sleep, our rest, for throughout the day we had been seeing the secrets of the immense city which was half buried in the glacier. We had learned much but; we were to learn more.
We looked at each other, wondering who was speaking, because a gentle but insistent thought kept coming into our minds. “Brothers, brothers, come this way for we are waiting.”
Hesitantly, one after the other, we got to our feet and looked about us. There was no one in sight, but again came the insistent command, “Brothers, this way, we are waiting.” So we followed our intuition and made our way to the bustling camp where the machines from other worlds lay, where Beings of many other worlds swarmed about doing their multitudinous tasks. As we approached one of the larger ships a man, the Broad One, descended from it and came to meet us with his hand upon his heart in a gesture of peace and of greeting.
“Ah, brothers, so you have come at last. We have been calling you for the past hour. We thought perhaps that your brains slept.”
We bowed humbly before him, bowed to the Superior Being from outer space; he turned and led the way to the vessel. We stood on a certain spot beside the ship; it felt as if we were caught by some strong force and wafted upwards. “Yes,” he said to our unspoken thoughts, “that is an anti- gravity beam, a levitator we call it. It saves one climbing.”
Inside the vessel he led us to a room with seats along the wall. It was a round room, and it reminded us of the ship in which we had recently had a trip. We looked about, and we could see out as if there were no walls at all, and yet we knew that those walls were as solid as metal, a metal harder than anything we knew.
“My brothers you have traveled far according to your standards, and you have endured much according to any standards. This night we are going to take you far away from your own Earth, we are going to take you to a planet which you call Venus. Take you there just to show you that there are civilizations beyond anything that you know on Earth, take you so that your days of life upon Earth may be brightened by the knowledge of what is, and what can be. First let us eat. You were, as I am aware, about to partake of your evening meal.”
He gave a telepathic command, and attendants entered bearing dishes. One went to a wall and pressed various buttons. A section of the floor rose up as a table, and with it appeared seats upon which we could recline in the old fashioned Eastern way, and not be cooped up in the Western style.
The covers of the gleaming dishes; dishes which appeared to be made of purest crystal; were removed, and we were helped to food. The food to us was truly amazing. Fruits of various colors, and then pastes in crystal jars. Our hosts were very attentive to our wants. The Broad One said, “Here we eat only that which nature provides. These are fruits such as you know not on Earth, fruits which to us supply bread, meat, everything. These pastes which you will find truly delicious are compounded of nuts from other planets of this system.” They were, as he said, “truly delicious,” and we ate very well indeed.
The flavors were most strange to us, but wholly pleasant, and the liquors which we drank were again the juices of fruits. These people were, we thought, even more humane than we of Tibet. They killed nothing, nor did they restrain animals in order that their milk could be taken.
At the conclusion of our meal the dishes were removed and the table and dining seats disappeared again into the floor. The Broad One said, “This time I shall go with you. We are moving now.” We turned and looked through the wall. There was no sense of movement, no sound, yet we were rising. We rose faster and faster, leaving the darkening Earth and going out so that looking down we could again see the sun gleaming over the horizon, gleaming over the curvature of the Earth in the far, far distance.
As we rose higher and higher, we could see the continents of the Earth in various hues and colors, green and browns; we could see the white of the clouds, and the bluish-grey of the turbulent waters of the seas, but of the works of man there was no sign, no sign at all from our height that any-thing lived upon the Earth. As we went higher we found that the strange lights were playing about outside the windows as if the rainbow had come in sheets, undulating sheets, but here were more colors than any rainbow ever possessed. It was an electric discharge from the aurora. It looked as if the whole Earth was girded with gold, red, green, and of deepest purple, waving as if in some invisible wind. Showers of light, glinting and scintillating with all colors, flashed about through the curtains as if those curtains were being pierced by the spears of the Gods.
Higher and higher we went, out into the deep blackness of space. The Earth was now but the size of a small round fruit, gleaming with a blue-grey light, not at all like the moon which had a yellowish light, but blue-grey, a strange color indeed. We sped on and on into space, and the stars ahead of us changed color, the sun ahead of us turned from its golden rays to blood red. Behind us the Earth had disappeared. Behind us, to our amazed stupefaction, there was nothing at all save darkness, blackness, the blackness of an utter void.
I turned with a gasp of amazement to the Broad One, but he just laughed and said, “Oh, my brother, we are going faster than light, and so behind us there is no light because we are outstripping it, and ahead of us we are catching up on light, so the whole visible spectrum is deranged. Thus, instead of the white glare of a planet you see red, and darker red until the red turns purple, and the purple to black, and the light which you see is not light at all but an illusion of the senses.”
This indeed was fascinating, but on we sped without feeling any sensation, outstripping light itself. I could not under- stand how they could navigate at such a speed, but the answer to that was that it was all done by robotic controls. We were spellbound in our seats watching outside. Instead of pinpoints of light we saw streaks as if some clumsy artist had daubed a black wall with glowing colors which changed as we looked at them. At last the colors began to appear more normal. The black gave way to purple, the purple to red- brown, and then to scarlet-red, and then behind us again we saw pinpoints of light. Stars, though, behind us were green and blue, while ahead of us they were red and yellow. As we slowed down still more the stars ahead turned to their normal colors, as did those at the back.
Ahead of us was a huge ball, turning lazily in the black sea of space, a ball completely covered in white fleecy clouds, a ball which reminded me of thistledown floating against a black sky. We circled two, three, perhaps five times, and then the Broad One said, “We are about to enter the atmosphere. Soon we shall be down and you can walk upon a world which is not alien, but merely strange to you.”
Slowly the ship sank, slowly it became immersed in the fleecy white cloud, billowing fingers reached out and fled by our windows. The Broad One touched a control, and it was as if magic fingers had swept aside the cloud, swept aside everything that obscured the view.
We looked out in awe. The clouds by some magic of the Gods had been made invisible, and beneath us we saw this glittering world, this world filled by superior beings. As we sank lower and lower we saw fairy cities reaching up into the sky, immense structures, ethereal, almost unbelievable in the delicate tracing of their buildings. Tall spires and bulbous cupolas, and from tower to tower stretched bridges like spider’s webs, and like spider’s webs they gleamed with living colors, reds and blues, mauves and purples, and gold, and yet what a curious thought, there was no sunlight. This whole world was covered in cloud. I looked about me as we flashed over city after city, and it seemed to me that the whole atmosphere was luminous, everything in the sky gave light, there was no shadow, but also there was no central point of light. It seemed as if the whole cloud structure radiated light evenly, unobtrusively, a light of such a quality as I had never believed existed. It was pure and clean.
At last we left the cities and came to a beautiful sparkling sea, a sea of purest blue. There were a few little craft upon the water, and the Broad One smiled benevolently as I pointed to them, and said, “Oh, they are merely pleasure craft. We do not use anything so slow as ships on this world.” After some minutes we crossed the ocean and came to another gleaming city, even better than the ones we had seen before, and in the very heart of the city there was a clearing to which we approached. For some minutes we hovered perhaps half a mile above the city, above the clearing, and then, as if in answer to some signal, we sank slowly, soundlessly, and effortlessly. Gradually, imperceptibly al- most, the ground came closer and closer.
Soon we were level with the topmost towers of that glittering city, that fabulous city, the like of which no man from Tibet had ever seen before. We could not determine the nature of the materials; they towered toward the stars, pointed, and from every window of those immense buildings faces peered out. As we got closer and closer, and lower and lower, we could discern those faces with startling clarity; they were beautiful. Throughout our stay on Venus, indeed, we saw no one who was not by earth standards startlingly beautiful. Ugliness was unknown here on this world, whether it be ugliness of mind or ugliness of body, both were absent. Al- most before we were aware of it we were on the ground.
Our machine had descended without a tremor, without a jerk. The Broad One turned to us and said, “It is time for us to alight, my brothers.” And then he led the way out of the room. As we reached the ground we looked about us for the first time. Before we had been too busy marveling at the method of our descent. Now we found people waiting for us, officials obviously, tall men, grave faced, but with a dignity and presence not known upon the turbulent Earth.
One of them stepped forward and inclined his head in our direction. Into our minds flooded thought, his thought, telepathy. He was greeting us in the universal language of thought. No sound was uttered in all that gathering, no sound, that is, except perhaps our own involuntary gasps of astonishment.
For some minutes we all stood thus in telepathic communion, and then the spokesman bowed to us and turned away with a telepathic instruction for us to follow him. We did so for some fifty paces, and then we came to a most remarkable vehicle. They called it an air car. It was a vehicle perhaps thirty feet long and it was floating two or three inches above the ground. A section of clear plastic slid aside and we were shown inside. The Broad One and the spokes-man got in with us. We sat back on those very comfortable seats, and then again we exclaimed in astonishment for with-out feeling motion we were speeding along at a truly frightening speed. Buildings by us were blurred with the velocity of our travel, and I certainly was quite frightened. There were no controls in the vehicle. We were sitting and the machine was taking us. The Broad One smiled benevolently at me, and said, “Fear not, my brother, there is nothing to fear. This machine is controlled from afar. Soon we shall be at our destination, The Hall of Knowledge, where you will be greeted, where you will be shown the past of your Earth, the present of your Earth, and the future of your Earth, the probable future, my brother, that is, because man makes his own path, but probabilities are very strong things indeed, and unless man changes his mind the probabilities that you will see in The Hall of Knowledge will be facts.”
I looked over the side and found that we were perhaps six feet above the ground which was absolutely flashing by. The vehicles passing on either side of us seemed to come charging at us, and then at the last instant miss us. It really frightened me, it sent chill shivers up and down my spine to think what would happen if two of these vehicles traveling at such colossal speed met head on. I became aware that the buildings were passing by more slowly. I could think that the buildings were moving and not us, because we had no sensation of moving nor of speed.
Gradually the vehicle slowed, then it hovered, and turned in a half circle and went to the left, to an immense building which stood in a clearing. It was a huge public building supported on glittering pillars. Wide stairs led up to it, and on the stairs there were groups of young people, apparently just waiting to see us visitors from Tibet. The machine continued on slowly, perhaps at the speed of a man running. It rose to the level of the top of the steps, and then slid inside the main doors of that magnificent building. It came to a halt; attendants hurried to meet us, slid aside the doors of our machine, and helped us to alight.
I looked about me in absolute fascination. To one side was a green covered table, and around it there were what appeared to be a group of golden thrones in which a group of men sat. Soon we were in telepathic communion with the group, the Lords of Venus, the controllers of that particular sphere of activity. It does not matter what they told us, nor what we told them, but eventually one men thought at us. “Now, my brothers, we have exchanged much knowledge of interest. We will give you a sight of your world, a sight of the present day conditions of your world as they are in all countries of that globe, and we will show you the probable course of your world’s future.”
He rose, and the others rose also. They lead the way along a corridor, and then we of Tibet involuntarily stopped and held our breath in sheer shocked amazement. Before us appeared the blackness of night, the utter blackness of space, and floating, turning lazily, was our own Earth. We saw the blue-grey of the continents, the brownish patches, the streaks of green, and the white of the clouds. We saw the bluish haze of the atmosphere of the Earth, extending round, girdling our world.
Our great friend, the Broad One, touched me and whispered, whispered in Tibetan, “Fear not, my brother, for this is but the simulacrus, this is the Hall of Memories, the Hall of all Knowledge of the Earth; be not afraid of what is to happen, for this is but science, the science of illusion, and that, too, is but the world of illusion. You shall see, and what you shall see will be the truth.”
We sat down, and that seemed to be the signal. We gazed upon the Earth, and then we seemed to be falling, gently falling. As we got nearer and nearer to the Earth we saw that it was a very different Earth. First we saw a molten bowl, then before our startled eyes the molten bowl became solidified, cracks appeared, gouts of flame rushed out, water came and spread across the face of the Earth. The land rose, parts of it sank, countries were formed, and seas too; we saw the convulsions of the Earth as it was at its birth, we saw the strange unbelievable people which were the first people of Earth. We saw Poseidon, Lemuria, Atlantis.
We saw also the mighty civilizations which flourished unbelievable eons before Poseidon, before Atlantis and Lemuria. By now we could accept anything without a flicker of surprise. We had a surfeit of marvels, wonders had no power over us. So as the Earth grew older before our gaze, and nations were swept and replaced by other nations it evinced interest in us, but no more. Our potentialities of being surprised had ended. Then we came to our own time.
We saw Tibet when the founder of our religion first appeared in that country. We saw the buildings of the Potala, of the sweeping aside of the old fortress which had been put there before by the bloodthirsty king of Tibet. We reached our present year, passed it, went on and on into the future, into the year 3,000. It was wonderful the things we saw and heard. We seemed to be upon the Earth, as if we were standing beside, or even slightly behind, the principal actors. We could see all, hear all, but we could not touch, nor be touched. But eventually these wondrous impressions faded into the year three thousand and something.
The Broad One stirred and said, “Now you see, my brother, why it is that we guard the Earth, for if man’s folly is allowed to go unchecked terrible things will happen to the race of men. There are powers upon the Earth, human powers, who oppose all thought of our ships, who say that there is nothing greater than the human upon the Earth so there cannot be ships from other worlds. You, my brothers, have been shown and told, and have experienced this so that you through your telepathic knowledge, can contact others, so that you can bring influence to bear.”
We do not know how long we were there upon that planet, it might have been days, it might have been weeks, we were almost blinded by the splendor of the sights we saw. people desiring only peace, desiring, as we of Tibet desired, to do as we would be done by. And at last it was time again to return to the Earth, which now to us seemed a tawdry place, and earth which paled into insignificance against the glory of Venus. Sadly we got aboard this space ship, and sadly we returned to the Hidden Valley; never again, I thought, shall I see such wonderful things. How mistaken I was, for that was but the first of many trips.”