The Omniscience Principle
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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 me.
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 they did!
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 windpipe above.
The beast never knew what hit it!!!
Just when it thought it was about to deliver a decisive blow it was taken out, spectacularly.
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’?
S.T.O.P.
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 a month
Monthly outgoings go something like this:
| Cost | Percentage of total income | |
| Pledge until death! (Mortgage): | £500/$835 | 40% |
| Mortgage protection product: | £100/$150 | 8% |
| Shopping: | £350/$535 | 28% |
| Car and running costs inc small loan: | £250/$400 | 20% |
| Total: | £1,200/$1,920 | 96% |
Whhooooaaaaa! Hang 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 of living.
Those with good salaries often believe they have escaped the trap.
They haven’t!
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?
OK - it's time to let you people know what I've done with all the advice, rants and raves I filled this blog with!
eLert Gadget is my creation and over the next few months I want to share with you our experiences in taking this from a start up to the success story it is now and the big deserves to be. The origional concept came about because I needed a simple alert system for one of my other popular websites GAUKOnline because my email alerts simply were not getting to the people who wanted to receive them.
Arrogant, ISPs just dump mail in their incompetant attmepts to curb spam ... Curb spam!!! ... they're useless at it!!! It's like the postman going through your mail and deciding which letters he wants to let you receive, the rest he dumps in the trash, never to be seen.
So we built eLert Gadget and as you can see, it's grown! But we need to take it to the next level, and fast ... to do this we need more money.
Currently, July 2010 we hover @ 25,000 busiest sites in the world at Alexa. Not bad when you consider there are more websites than people on earth!
So far this year we are here statswise:
Pages Served: 20,337,915
Number of visits: 2,198,589
This is up on the whole of last year:
Pages Served: 27,645,999
Number of visits: 2,532,055
This is a snapshot as we don't have stats for the blog pages
We are about to embark on our first round of venture capital investment. I'll share with you the trials and tribulations encountered on the way in the hope that I can inspire you onto bigger and better things.
Remember, I am writing this with no current investment but a plan, a vision and The Omniscience Principle ... This is the begining of a journey which has a destination and I'd love ya'll to follow it. By the way, this is all written from the gadget on version 2.30 ... What a great tool!
The Story So Far
Genghis felt his wife's eyes on him and waited until she had moved off and seated herself by the ponies. She still watched, but he did not want the boys turning to her for support. They had to feel alone and form him to see their strength, and their weaknesses. They were nervous around him, he saw for the time he had apart from them.
'You will have heard of the cold face,' he said to the boys. 'The warrior's face that gives nothing away to your enemies. It comes from a strength that has nothing to do with muscles, or how well you bend a bow. It is the heart of dignity that means you will face death with nothing but contempt. Its secret is that it is more than a simple mask. learning it brings its own calm, so that you have conquered fear and your flesh.'
With a few quick jerks he removed the sash from his deel and removed his leggings and boots, standing naked on the edge of the river. His body was marked with old scars and his chest was whiter than the dark brown of his arms. he stood without embarrassment before them, then he walked into the freezing torrent, feeling his scrotum tighten as the water touched it.
As he lowered himself into the water his lungs stiffened so that each breath became a stubble. nothing showed on his face and he watched his sons without expression as he dipped his head under the water, then lay back, half floating with his hands touching the stones of the river bed.
The four boys watched in fascination. Their father seemed completely at ease in the icy water, his face as calm as it was before. Only his eyes were fierce and they could not his gaze for long.
Jochi and Chagatai exchanged a look, daring each other. Jocji shrugged and stripped without self-consciousness, striding into the water and plunging himself under the surface. Genghis saw him shiver at the cold, but the muscular boy glared back at Chagatai as if in challenge, waiting. He hardly seemed aware of his father, or the lesson he intended to teach.
Chagatai snorted in disdain, untying his own clothes. At six, Ogedai was still much smaller than the others. He too began to strip and Genghis their mother rise to her feet to call him away.
'Let him come in, Borte.' he said. He would watch to see that his third son did not drown, thought he would not give him comfort by saying it aloud. Borte winced painfully as Ogedai stepped in to the water just a pace behind Chagatai. It left just Tolui standing miserably on the bank. With great reluctance, he too began to remove he's deel. Genghis chuckled, pleased with his spirit. He spoke before Borte could interfere.
'Not you, Tolui. Perhaps next year, but not this time. Stay there and listen.' The relief was obvious on the little boy's face as he retied the cloth around his waist in a neat knot. He answered his father's smile with one of his own and Genghis winked at him causing Tolui to grin.
Jochi had chosen a pool at the edge of the river, where the water was still. He watched his father with all but is head submerged and, in the brief exchange, he had found control of his breath. His jaw was clamped against his clattering teeth and his eyes were wide and dark.
'In water this cold, a child can slip into sleep in six or seven hundred heartbeats, Even a grown man can become unconscious in a little longer. Your body begins to die at the hands and feet first. You will feel them grow numb and useless. Your thoughts become slow and, if you stay too long, you will not have the strength to climb out.' He paused for a moment, watching them. Jochi's lips had turned blue and he still had made no sound. Chagatai seemed to be struggling against the cold, his limbs twisting in the water. Genghis watched Ogedai closest of all as he tried to copy his brothers. The effort was too much for him and Genghis heard his teeth chatter together. He could not keep them there much longer and he considered sending Ogedai back to the bank.
'Show me nothing of what you feel,' he said to them. 'Show me the cold face that you will show to enemies that taunt you. Remember that they too are afraid. If you had ever wandered if you were the only coward in the world of warriors, know that they feel the same, to the last man. In knowing that, you can hide your own fear and stare them down.' All three boys struggled to empty their faces of fear and pain, and on the bank, little Tolui mimicked them in earnest concentration.
'Breath gently through your nose to slow your heart. Your flesh is a weak thing, but do not listen to it as it cries for help. let the strength come to you and breath. Show me nothing and be empty.'
Jochi understood at once and his sipping breath became slow and long in perfect imitation of his fathers'. Genghis ignored him watching Chagatai as he struggled to get himself under control. it came at last, close to the time when that Genghis knew it had to end before they passed out in the water.
'Your body is like any other animal in your care,' he told them. 'It will clamour for food and water, warmth and relief from pain. Find the cold face and you will be able to shut out its clamouring voice.'
It was time to take the boys out. He had expected to have to lift the limp boys to the bank and he rose to take hold of the first. Instead, Jochi stood with him, his body blooming pink with blood under the skin. The little boy's eyes never left his father as Genghis touched a hand to Chagatai's arm, not wanting to lift him after Jochi had risen on his own.
Genghis Strode out with water streaming from his flesh, feeling life return to his limbs with a rush of energy. His sons came to stand with him gasping as their feet and hands came back to life. They sensed their father looking at them and each boy understood and tried to control his body once again. Their hands shook beyond any control, but they stood straight in the sunlight and watched him, not trusting their shuddering jaws to speech.
'Did it kill you?' Genghis asked. 'Your body does not rule you,' he said as much for himself as for them. 'it is a stupid beast that knows nothing of the works of men. It is merely the cart that carries you. You control it with will and breath through your nose, when it calls for you to pant like a dog. When you take an arrow in battle and pain is overwhelming, you will press it away and, before you fall, you will return death to your enemies.'
Extract from Lords of the Bow by Conn Iggulden
It’s time to take stock and evaluate your current situation. Most people have absolutely no idea exactly how much they owe, or their current worth. If my experiences are anything to go by, most don’t really want to know anyway!
I used to bury my head in the sand and ‘hope’ things would be all right.
Hope! ... What a sad, weak, impotent word!!!
"I hope everything will turn out for the best!"
Phhaa!!!
We see hope as a positive word, but it can be one of the greatest barriers to your success.
Hope alone will consume you.
Of course, we all have hope, it’s human nature, and in the right context is a entirely good thing.
Harry and Larry both have an occasional flutter on the horses. Harry is a cog, he ‘hopes’ that one day his numbers will come up and his life will change.
Larry however, is following Omniscience. He is powering his way to Total Personal and Financial Freedom. He does the horses for fun, he knows that the chances of winning 'Big Money' are so remote as to be laughable, but he supposes someone wins every week and he’s got to be in it to win it right? It is an enjoyable diversion, and that’s all!!!
You need to establish where you are now so as to be able to monitor progress. If you can’t measure headway, how are you ever going to know when you’ll reach your destination?
I keep fairly fit, martial arts, running, working out at the gym etc. Over the last ten years I have weighed between 14.5 stone (200 lbs) and 17 stone (238 lbs), but if you were to ask me exactly what I weighed at any given point I wouldn’t be able to tell you.
I do know that I always put on quite a lot of weight over Christmas (don’t we all) and it always takes me a long time to shed it. That’s because I never measured how much I weighed on January 1st. I have no idea how heavy I am at that point, and consequently, have no clue as to what I needed to lose.
All that changed one Christmas. We were given a set of bathroom scales. Shock, horror!
The stupid things bloody well ruined my libations and celebrations.
My ideal weight is about fifteen stone - 210 lbs (come on I am six foot tall!!!) and the darn things were telling me I was almost a stone and a half over that (230 lbs).
Anyway, by January 1st I had an accurate measurement of how much I weighed. I also knew what I wanted to weigh. I organised a strict new regime and went to work. In the past I had set similar goals which had lapsed after a couple of weeks because I had shed some fat and thought I was probably there; I was looking leanish and felt fitter!
But the simple truth was that I had no idea how heavy I was!
Measuring my progress worked wonders. I watched the numbers on the scales get lower by the week and could see the results in the mirror (you sexy beast you!). Eventually, I got down to fifteen stone and achieved my goal!
It was the systematic measuring and accountability that made the difference.
You need to measure your progress and be accountable to yourself. If you are not meeting your targets you need to beat yourself up!!
Jerry is the kind of guy you love to hate! He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant.
The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.
Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?"
Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.
I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life."
"Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested. "Yes, it is," Jerry said.
"Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."
I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.
Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gun point by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.
I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. “The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."
"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man.'
I knew I needed to take action."
"What did you do?" I asked.
"Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry.
"She asked if I was allergic to anything? 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, ... 'Bullets!'
Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'"
Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully.
Attitude, after all, is everything.
Ask yourself this: "How far am I along MY road to success?"
A period of time has passed since you decided to change your life for the better and each of you will be at vastly differing stages of development.
Some of you will have taken on board the opportunities, put into practice the training, used the marketing tools and be well on your way to building a strong business.
Others will have just read the modules!!!
The biggest problem I have these days is that I find it extraordinarily difficult to convince some that what we have in place actually works – I mean I’ve demonstrated it, tested it, and proven that The Omniscience Principle is your route to total personal freedom and that System ultra K will take you on to financial freedom – but some simply won’t accept it.
I started my business from zero, squat, sweet FA – I have built my organisation with far less than what you have access to right now; I have taken and survived bigger knocks than you’ll ever encounter!
Yet, I have a solid, successful business - some of you won’t!
The systems I give you need to be treated with the same respect as any conventional business model.
If I set up The Omniscience Principle as an exclusive club or franchise and charged members £50,000 ($75,000) to join, then maybe that would be the incentive needed for them to give it the credit it well deserves???
This is more powerful and potentially rewarding than anything you are ever likely to encounter again.
We recently undertook a survey of so called Internet Entrepreneurs, an information gathering exercise. We surveyed 30,000 people.
Two of the questions were as follows:
a. What annual income would you expect from your Internet business?
b. What would you be prepared to invest in getting it started?
The average answer to question a. was: @$100,000 per annum
The average answer to question b. ranged between: $100 and $1,000!!!
I was shocked! – If you suggested this in the real world to any business advisor, bank manager or financial consultant you’d be laughed out of the door.
I watched a fascinating programme on the party plan, sexy lingerie giant Ann Summers the other week; a massive success story headed by a woman called Jacqueline Gold.
This is what her website says about her: 'The woman responsible for bringing sex to the high street and liberating thousands of women between the sheets' OK! Magazine.
Jacqueline Gold, Chief Executive of Ann Summers and Knickerbox, is one of Britain's most successful businesswomen and an inspiration to thousands of women (voted the 2nd Most Powerful Women in Retail by Retail Week, one of Britain's top 10 most powerful women by Cosmopolitan, top 12 women by Good Housekeeping Magazine, one of Britain's 100 Most Influential Women by the Daily Mail, Business Communicator of the Year 2004, and was made a new entry in Debrett's 'People of Today' 2005 for her contribution to British society). She heads an empire that is run by women, for women.
Jacqueline is the charismatic boss of one of Britain's most extraordinary business families. With a gross annual sales turnover at over £155 million, Ann Summers ranks as one of the most successful and profitable private companies in the UK. The parent company Gold Group International incorporates property and publishing interests, Gold Air International (a luxurious executive airline), and Birmingham City Football Club. The combined family fortune is estimated at £515 million.
At the age of 21, working as a junior in her father's business, Jacqueline saw the potential of selling sexy lingerie and sex toys to women in the privacy of their own homes. Working her way through the ranks of the company Jacqueline was made Chief Executive in 1987, and quickly transformed Ann Summers into a multi-million pound concern. Ann Summers now boasts a sales force of over 7,500 women as party organisers, and has 123 high street stores in the UK, Ireland, and Channel Islands and two in Spain. Future plans include further outlets in the UK and worldwide. Whilst the recent takeover of Knickerbox has added another 16 stores in the UK to the group, plus 7 franchises in Iceland and Greece.
In the programme, Jacqueline decided to go back to the floor and assess her company from the distributors’ viewpoint; she went to one of her own sales parties!
She worked extremely hard and gave a great presentation to 25 people, eventually generating sales of several hundred pounds.
The next day, and feeling quite pleased with herself she met with the organisers of the party – ordinary, everyday housewives – the backbone of her multimillion pound empire.
It was great because in front of the cameras the housewife totted up Jacqueline’s commissions for the evening's sales:
Profit for the evening = nothing, zilch, nada!
She had a minus balance with her own company and she discovered that it would take her several more parties before she broke even!
Yet people work this business – I did some quick calculations and worked out that on that first day Jacqueline could have walked away with @£200 ($300) free and clear from that party if she’d have been promoting System Ultra K - that’s not taking into account repeat business!
The income for a distributor in Ann Summers is pitiful compared with what System Ultra K offers and this scenario is played out the world over within thousands of different organisations.
People do build successful long-term businesses with Jacqueline’s company, but they could build better ones with yours!
Fortunes have been made by people applying exactly the same systems as you have here, now. Just follow the affiliate system for The Cash Club you have in your possession to date, work it, and you will see results. Then simply build on that success.
BUT, whoever said it was going to be easy???
Who the hell said that everything was going to come your way if you simply read Omniscience?
Where did I write that this was going to be a walk in the park?
What makes you think that this is any easier than conventional business ... Who said that???
Nothing comes easily in this life; success is a rare and elusive thing.
Some actually think that by doing the ‘absolute minimum’ they can get away with will secure Total Personal and Financial Freedom ... Do you think that way???
Yes, the odds are now stacked heavily in your favour because you have in your hands everything needed to achieve everything you ever wanted.
BUT it ain’t going to happen on it’s own!
Some people will be a little disappointed with progress so far and will be saying to
themselves:
"Well, I read The Omniscience Principle ... why isn’t it working for me?"
If you are thinking this way, you are not alone!
I hear that same question everyday and frankly, there’s no comfortable answer.
YOU are the reason it’s not working for you!
Take two builders. Give each of them the same tools. Why is it that the culmination of one builder’s efforts is this:
Whilst the other manages this:
What’s the difference?
Nothing really - Well, nothing to write home about; nothing that’s worthy of a mention on the national news. Simply that the first person decided they wanted to build a shack, so they did!
And the second a magnificent castle...
So they did!
Same tools, same physical attributes, same raw materials.
One was prepared to set their goals far higher than the other.
One was prepared to work far harder than the other.
One had much bigger dreams than the other.
One took their task more seriously than the other!
Every follower of Omniscience has the same tools.
Some will build shacks, which is fine if you want a shack - BUT don’t ever dare to complain and blame others if you want a castle and end up with a shack.
Some will dream of the castle and, using those same raw materials available to everyone, go on to build one ... metaphorically speaking!
There are two wildly different attitudes you can wake up with in the morning:
1. What is the day going to bring. What bit of good luck is coming my way, what are people going to do today to enhance my life?
2. What am I going to do today to enhance my life?
Small difference ... world-changing difference!
That slight change in attitude will change your world. A small change in you now will have massive consequences in your future.
If I was just a couple of degrees out in my navigation when I set off across an ocean, that small deviation at the beginning could have been catastrophic at the other side.
If a marksman is a few millimeters off his aim, by the time the bullet has traveled some distance it’s yards off bull’s-eye when it hits.
Just because you are getting all the tools you need to achieve Total Personal and Financial Freedom absolutely does not guarantee that you will achieve it.
Having the tools and using them does!
If you are not enjoying the level on income you had hoped for don’t even think of blaming me, or Omniscience, or lack of this and lack of that. You’ll be expecting me to come round to your house, bring you breakfast and a give you a bed-bath next!
YOU are the change you wish to see in your life; YOU have the tools, YOU are the one who has to use them.
You have to decide if you want a castle or a shack.
If something is not happening for you and you need help, seek it.
If you need help and are sitting there thinking I am going to call you and cursing for my not doing so, then curse away!
I’ll say it again: This is not easy.
If you don’t accept that and are expecting huge cheques to just start flowing, then reality is going to be an unwelcome guest.
Nothing potentially this rewarding is easy ... And the quicker you come to terms with that and embrace the paradigm, the more relaxed and at ease you will become.
Take each day as it comes, work the systems. This road is a long, but a straight and secure one.
Treat this with the respect it deserves, put in the time and most importantly the effort.
Treat it with the same reverence as if you were setting up your own conventional
business ... indulge it, and you will reap the rewards.
Take some time to evaluate your progress. Decide if you are on course. Re-read all the materials you have so far. Decide whether you are on target and moving closer towards your goals, or are deviating.
If things are not going as well as you would like, don’t sit there worrying about it. This is the time to adjust your direction. Do what it takes, but get on track.
When a rocket travels to the moon it is OFF course 90% of the time.
Ground control and the astronauts are constantly making adjustments along the way in order to land on a moving rock.
Now is the time to make your adjustments.
This section is being currently written and is a work in progress (isn't it all!) - It will cover 'The Missing Element', Your Sun.
Omnipotence deals with the mind but as you'll read, I recently discovered that the inner you; the soul, also needs to be trained.
Yes, yes I know it sounds a bit hairy, fairy, and to a Brummy (someone from the Midlands UK) like me it verges on the friggin ridiculous! But it aint mumbo-jumbo!
This section is as deep and fundamental to your success and well-being as anything.
It's something the elite have guarded for centuries, nay, millennia and been passed down like a secret code. It used to be only known to the privileged who wanted to keep it that way - "dear lord, we can't have the peasants knowing about this, they'll be revolting!"
But thanks to the spread of information in the last one hundred or so years this covert knowledge is now out there … It's generally proposed as the Law of Attraction and is dealt within a number of excellent books.
One I would recommend is The Secret by Rhonda Bryan. It's contributed to by many high achievers and it's the book I read on a plane to Amsterdam that gifted me another Eureka moment.
Buy it here
It's all about putting out the right frequency and in doing so you 'magically' attract elements on that same frequency.
It's good read and because I was missing that in my life I instantly knew how to work it.
But the problem for me - Whhhhoooooooaaaaaaaa! I want to stop there and just focus on what I wrote there.
'The problem is'.
You probably have no idea how often that bloody phrase comes up in general conversation. Now I've pointed it out, listen for it. Listen to yourself quoting it; listen for it and rid your life of it because those words are damming!
When you hear it acknowledge the spell it weaves and do something about it … "solutions, not problems!!!". I say it to everyone each time I hear "but the problem is" … the builders who seem to have been at my house for the last ten years have all learned never to scratch their head whilst muttering the ubiquitous "oooooh, but the problem is…" They don't bother any more, they think of a way round a problem before they even open their mouth. Great!
I think they just get fed up with yours truly and can't be arsed with yet another lecture about being positive!
What I was meaning to say at the top of that little rant was: For me, there was more to the teachings (that's better). It's all very well and good telling you to get on the 'right frequency' and all the things you've ever wanted will 'magically materialise', which incidentally some do. You need the tools and to understand deeply what is going on. You need a grounded approach.
That's what I'm writing for you right now - I'm a bit busy with eLert Gadget, BZ9, GAUK, Van Mango and other projects so will fit it in as I can.
I will cover how I don't believe in the law of attraction, I believe you need to teach your soul to sing.
In doing so you're 'putting it out there'; you're becoming 'tuned in' to people and events that are already there, you just don't notice them. Yes, there is some magic that once you're singing happens and I just can't explain - but I do feel there's a more scientific approach. My system is a tool that doesn't depend on magic!
Read the Secret - then practice tuning in - this is a quick overview of my technique - the nuts and bolts of the 'real world!!!'
Look - the secret is all about putting out the right frequency.
I believe your soul; the real YOU, sits right under your solar plexus. It's the place you wrap yourself around as a fetus and in adult life, when you're in pain, sorrow or fear, you curl up around your sun (solar) … they knew!!!
It's the place of instinct, personality, of 'feeling'. The mind is the machine, the cogs, wheels and control. The soul is is your core, the feeling centre and what makes you, YOU … I believe. Anatomically, it's rich in ganglia and interconnected neurones, the solar plexus is the largest nerve centre in the abdominal cavity.
Any human, on any continent, when referring to ME, points directly, and unconsciously to the centre of the chest.
When you happy and content, you can feel the warm glow of your sun in that area. When you're depressed the frequency of YOU lowers and the feeling drops to the pit of your stomach. Yes? Depressed, dull, sickening, low rumbling frequency.
When you're angry, agitated or excited the frequency get higher along with the feeling and you tend to feel tension in the chest area, adrenaline flows and things get a little skitty!
You're on edge, short tempered, and the frequency is singing the high notes. I can even give them a colour ranging from angry red at the highest notes, slowing through warm comforting blues and velvets down to the blackness of the low notes.
The real magic happens when you're tuned in and the frequency is pumping from the solar plexus - the area of your Sun. In certain teachings these note are said to be the colour of the sun - yellow. for me yellow is quite a cold colour, it hasn't the warmth and comfort of the deep blues and velvets - when I think of those colours I can focus the 'feeling' i get and it's defiantly located deep in my middle chest area. For me that's a bleeding nice feeling and associated with a billion nice thoughts.!
It works for me, if you're different then find wht works for you.
if i think of my kids lined up on the sofa watching their favourite film I can actually track where that feeling goes - I can see the colour that accompanies it and I just feel great.
It's easy to tune, when you're feeling down, think happy thoughts and watch the frequency raise, you can feel it once it settles and you genuinely feel happier. When you're frequency is too high and you're agitated think 'calm', think blue, think of lying in a hammock strung between two leaning palms growing from a crystal white beach, swinging gently in the warm breeze hearing nothing but bird song and the gentle waves lapping the shore. (that'll do it!)
First draft, work in progress - Soul Song:
So that's it - You've learned Omnipotence, you're subconscious is totally in agreement with what you consciously know by now … you're gonna be a success … Yippi!!!!
Well, no!
In fact there's a whole missing element which I only recently stumbled across on a recent trip to Amsterdam … don't ask!
At that point I had become a master at Omnipotence practicing every morning, the relentless chants, "money come", which I later changed to "millions come", which these days has become "happiness come".
I believe that my mind is now fully in tune with what my body wants and I am, as I write, rather successful. "I live in a house, a very big house in the country," to quote a song.
But the strange thing was that I was very far from content, in fact, confusingly, I had become quite an angry person to the extent that I'd asked doctor friends of mine if there was a problem! "Should I get a frontal lobotomy to relieve the pressure that seemed to be building?" I asked hesitantly.
Here I was with everything I could wish for, several fantastic homes, holidays to exotic destinations, cars and above all a wonderful family, yet simmering just below the surface was anger. A malevolent, vicious, destructive anger.
It was something I just couldn't fathom. I practiced Omnipotence so in theory everything should be in balance … shouldn't it?
There is a missing link, a vital link that when discovered EVERYTHING changed.
And I know this again is all going to sound a bit 'in the land of the fairies' but bear with me.
You see, when I was training my mind to expect all the bling and things I'd totally overlooked the fact that what I was actually saying was although they're coming YOU HAVEN'T GOT THEM NOW!
On that memorable plane journey it dawned on me what wasn't right.
I would urge you to place a mirror on the top of the set and angle it so that you can see your reflection in it, relaxing in your fat chair. Each time you watch a programme where the actors are having a wonderful time, when they are enjoying the things you are striving for, look up at that mirror.
Look at what they are doing and what you are doing to achieve it!!!
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. An embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
George Carlin
