Respect the body.

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 I started training when I was 12 and by the time I was 15 my school teacher said maybe one day I'll be in the Olympics with how strong I was.


I was trained for them 3 years by a really hardcore bodybuilder from round our estate.


Then when I hit 16 I started taking steroids!!

Worse thing I ever did, the things put my head away, I was also a big seller in them too and with my wheeling and dealing expertise I was turning everyone around me into the hulk!


I offered them weekly injection services and it was in my interest to get as much in them as possible.

The way I seen it was all these people are my USP's (unique selling points)!

The more people seen them get bigger the more people would have wanted them. 

My steroid business was getting big fast.

I carried on taking steroids for a couple of years and they ruined me. When coming off these things your head goes, and with all the heavy lifting I really did my back in and I also think I damaged a nerve or something sticking the needles in my butt cheeks. 

My back problems could also have stemmed from my youth off-loading truck loads of smuggled cigarettes for my delboy dad from I could walk. 


He never give me any proper lifting instructions, all he sad was "fer f**ksake son hurry up before the police see".. with a cig hanging out of his mouth!


Everything was on edge and in a hurry!


Anyhow, something really messed up my back and I couldn't walk right for many years.

I gave up my training at about 18 and got sucked right into the underworld. 

Drinking and taking drugs daily for around the next 15 years. The drink and the drugs was the only thing that helped my back, for the next 15 years it kept going on me on a regular basis and I would be crippled. 

The only think helped it was drink and drugs.


The other day I run up one of the highest mountains in Northern Ireland and when I got to the top I was breathing long and deep filling my lungs with the good fresh air and I felt my engine purr, my body really never felt so good. 

I was firing on all cylinders like never before and I thought to myself, I eventually made it! Meaning, made it in my long journey of healing my body from the effects of aiming for king rat on the monopoly board!


10 years its taken, over 15 years ruining myself in my pursuit for paper and digits and 10 years its taken to repair.

Apparently after so many years of changed habits all the cells in the body renew differently. I've definitely renewed in body, mind and soul...


This body is the diving suit for the soul, the vessel to carry you to enlightenment. Respect it...


Peace and love


The Phantom Planter.


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