Predator Traps are still around today but millions of years ago they were a
real hazard, they killed thousands of the most powerful animals ever to roam
this planet - dinosaurs!
A Predator Trap was a deep pool of thick tar that would often be disguised
by a thin layer of water that floated upon it. The lagoon would attract dinosaurs
to drink. They would step into the water and inadvertently sink into the thick
bitumen below. The animal became trapped and would cry out in terror.
This would in turn attract
the larger, carnivorous predators who would dive
headlong into the lethal mixture lured there by an
'easy meal'. They too would become ensnared and the
more they struggled, the deeper they sank. Slowly,
over time, their life would ebb away, but not before
other predators had joined the carnage also seduced
by the illusion of a free meal.
The Machine is as lethal
as any Predator Trap!!!
People are lured in by the promise of an easy, secure life; ordered, stable,
comfortable life. This is the bait.
People step into the trap, arms outstretched, anxious to take their place and
grab a piece of society. Once in, it is almost impossible to get out.
To become a fully lubricated cog in the machine I had to first get a job which
I did in the boatyards!
Quite a good one I thought, a reasonable salary with all the bells and whistles!
"This is alright!" I would say to myself, especially when, after
a qualifying period I was able to get my precious mortgage.
I settled in nicely ... oblivious to the fact
that I was sinking ever deeper into the modern day Predator Trap.
I thought I was the one calling the shots, I thought I was the one doing the
maneuvering, the manipulator. If I’d bothered to look down I would have
seen the thick black liquid enveloping my feet ... it
was already up to my ankles!
Have you ever had that dream where it’s imperative that you get away
from some evil
nemesis ... and you can’t? You run for all you’re worth but you
get nowhere, it’s like trying to run on a marshmallow.
Well that’s where I was.
I was happy for a while. Each month the salary would be transferred into my
account, each month the bills were covered, each weekend I had enough money
to go out for a pint, I was financially secure.
Was I heck!!!
I had been working so hard getting what I wanted from The
Machine that I had totally missed the fact that
in doing so, The Machine was getting exactly what it wanted! It was
trapping me! This little cog was turning smoothly, I was exactly where it wanted
You see, when you have an average job, on an average salary you are well and
truly up to your neck in tar. You have to keep working to service the
bills and because you are so busy earning a living, you never have
the chance to make some ‘real money’. But
that’s the idea!
I was taxed at source, bled dry
at every opportunity by every organisation which cared
to take a piece of me. I needed a roof over my head so
had to get a mortgage. I had to keep slaving away to
pay the interest. I thought I was in control ... think
again Lord Trant!!
Incidentally, I wanted to own my
property which is why I went for the mortgage but I'd
have been in the same position had I rented except that
I would have owned nothing for my efforts!
I was easy to pick off; I was an open target. I had a huge neon arrow hanging
over my head and the flashing lights read: ‘Here I am, come and get me!’ ... So
A sniper would have more trouble
hitting a black rabbit in a snowfield.
The beasts gathered at the edge of the Predator Trap, but they were no ordinary
monsters, they were smart. They were well aware of the deadly liquid in which
I was floundering and didn’t run it. In fact, it was they which had laid
the trail through the thicket right to its door.
They do not enter. They throw you a lifeline!
Unfortunately, the line is just strong enough to hold your weight, pull too
hard and it will snap - back into the mire you slip! Yes, the lifeline will
ensure you do not sink, but the downside is, that the predators can take pieces
of you at will. You hold on to the line with an iron grip because 'your life
depends on it!' ... Doesn't it?
I once saw some beautiful wildlife footage, its potency and vividness has always
stayed with me.
It illustrated magnificently how, just when we think we are winning, when we
are sure we are about to triumph ... we can be
so very wrong!
The footage opened with the usual big cat chases petrified quarry over the
scorched African plains scenario. What set this chase apart from the norm was
the fact that the big cat was a young female lioness and the prey was a full
size, angry, male wildebeest, horns and all.
The cat set off, the beast ran. A hard and arduous pursuit ensued. The lioness
caught the Wildebeest several times but hadn’t the bodyweight to bring
it down. Every time the cat pounced the prey would shake it off.
The battle went on for several minutes. It doesn’t take long for a lioness
to become tired and trying to win such a mismatch took its toll. The wildebeest
sensed this and slowly its fear waned.
Soon, the beast realised that it
might indeed come out of this encounter on top. You could
see literally see its confidence grow. Fear turned to
arrogance, which turned to anger and retribution.
The wildebeest spun round on its haunches and attacked the cat! The lioness
ran. The beast gave chase. The young cat stayed in front just long enough to
gather her thoughts.
Suddenly, without warning and in the blink of an eye she dropped to the ground
and lay on her back.
The wildebeest, now boiling with
testosterone and adrenaline continued its attack. As
it bore down on the limp, exhausted body of the lioness
you thought she was doomed ...
... she knew exactly what she was doing!
A lightening fast, deft, skillful maneuver. From her position on the ground
she was perfectly placed to rise up in an instant and clamp onto the exposed
The beast never knew
what hit it!!!
Just when it thought it was about to deliver a decisive blow it was taken out,
This is what happened to me. The system dealt
a decisive blow and I didn’t see it ... until
a long while later!
I had been in my job for a while and started to believe there might actually
be a future in the company for me. The problem was that although I had a semi-decent
income, an ‘average wage’, I never seemed to get ahead.
Just when I thought I had enough money to have a holiday it got swallowed up
- in fact, when I finally got round to analyzing the situation I discovered
I was going backwards every month and hadn’t a cat in hell’s
chance of ever getting ahead.
So what happened?
Remember the ‘Number 1 rule for survival’?
I took a step back, I thought about my situation. I took a deeper look into
what was happening to my life.
Notice I write: ‘what was happening to my life’, because I was
out of control, this was
happening to me - and I was letting it!
I realised that day
why the ‘average wage’ is what it is.
It’s because each cog in The Machine needs
to earn exactly that amount to keep it turning.
Any more and the cog would be able to break free from its spindle, any less
and The Machine would seize.
The average wage is what it is so that The Machine can
run at optimum efficiency, it is always able to reach up from its back and
clamp onto the windpipe, it can drain away a life at will ... if
you let it!!!
Let’s take a look
at the state of your nation.
I’m going to use the average outgoings from an average salary that I
am familiar with - if they don't match yours apply your own figures.
People go out to work for around 45 hours a week and will be paid a salary
of around £20,000/$35,000 a year.
After tax they’ll take home around £15,000/$25,000 per year. That’s £1,250/$2,000
per month ... Give or take a few hundred dollars!
I’ll stress again: The figures are variable. What
is important is that most people are trapped by the ‘average
salary’. You’ll find that a person with a better income, in a more
affluent area will generally be exposed to higher property prices and a heavier
mortgage, the net result will be pretty much the same.
Incidentally, mortgage is Latin for ‘pledge unto death’ - a
loan you pay until you die!!!
On a mortgage of £100,000/$150,000 you’ll pay back up to £300,000/$500,000
over a twenty-five year period and sometimes more!
Back to the cog:
We have already established for this example an average income, after tax of £1,250/$2,000
Monthly outgoings go something like this:
||Percentage of total income
|Pledge until death! (Mortgage):
|Mortgage protection product:
|Car and running costs inc small
on a minute.
"We’re up to £1,200/$1,920,
96% of the income already, we’ve still
got hundreds of bills to pay, and that’s
before we can even go down the pub for a drink
- let alone go on holiday!!!"
This is the Predator
Trap in all its Technicolor glory. People think they
are carving an independent living; they think
they are financially secure and are earning about
as much as they can.
The plain truth is,
people can never earn enough money on an 'average
salary' to escape ...
I don’t care how you try to
juggle the figures, there is no getting away from the
fact you need one hell of a job to have a 'reasonable'
(and I use reasonable in the loosest sense) standard
Those with good salaries often
believe they have escaped the trap.
In fact, most have built glass towers,
fragile and vulnerable. They are still a part of The
Machine, albeit bigger cogs! The only significant
difference is that they contribute more.
They are punished because they have had the where-with-all to climb the career
ladder. They have worked smarter, harder and achieved those pay rises. The
Machine, rubbing hands gleefully just takes a bigger bite; it clamps the
windpipe of success mercilessly!!!
Those at the top of the salary ladder are no different from those stranded on
the lower rungs. They are all trapped on it.
So how do they break free?
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