Confessionals

Discover the path to self-empowerment and transcendence with Liver King. Forge your biological imperative, align with higher vibrations, and embrace the complementary opposites of the cosmos.

Rad's horse followed mine... My horse full sends into a sprint. Rad's horse follows into a tree. A lower hanging branch displaces my boy like a knight jousting in battle. Everyone is watching...

This week, I hit a wall. It started bad, turned worse, and ended in a way that had me questioning the cosmos for just throwing everything it had at me.

Liver King learns… eyesight is overrated. Vision comes from the heart, and clarity comes from the center. I am humbled every day as I stand in front of my boys... I have failed as a father... failed as a husband... failed as a CEO... and every time it all came “crumbling” down, something better has been built in its place... life.

This past week was filled with more doctor visits and an EEG confirmed brain damage (good!). My boys dare me to drink an entire bottle of maple syrup… LK gifts wife a new ring, and Liver King Chef Lionel attempts Barbarian while making Primal AF sounds. 

I've faced an alligator, worked with a shaman for the attack on my eye, and for the record, "I’m Not a Social Media Influencer". Dive into my story and let's address some rumors together.

I lost an eye, but you know what? It's all good! Life's a wild party, and I'm here to enjoy every moment, even if it cost me an eye! Cheers to the unpredictable adventure of life!

After jumping time zones on the Liver King pterodactyl, and celebrating 19 years with my Queen in the desert (already planning our 20th), Liver King is welcomed back to another week of Primal Mayhem… good!

Kanel Joseph Collab... The greatest gift I can give to another brother is to bleed them through the 9-stage living hell I call the Barbarian Crucible. Celebrating 19 Years W/ My Queen. Is Liver King Back On Steroids (Find out!) in this week’s confessional.

With two back-to-back Barbarians performed in the blistering Texas heat (average heat index in August is above 120) and humidity to swim in, I've been bleeding myself dry, and I'm exhausted AF today. Thinking to self, maybe today should be a rest day... nope, strive mother fucker, strive! Also, talk and consideration about going back on steroids.

Mon-Sat was a hell-grind for sure... filming for 126 Ways and more, sweating my dick off all over Texas, doing my 118th Barbarian through a pasture at LK Ranch, digging my own grave (literally) and bleeding through Super Barbarian filming pieces. Resistance always equals growth, and that equals gainz!

To my dismay, many mornings the scale reads 178 lbs. I step off, let the scale reset and retest as if maybe there was a scale malfunction. Nope, still 178 lbs. I will work out goddam harder today, and tomorrow, yeah tomorrow, I'll gain a few pounds... LMAO. MOOOAR!

I was sick AF the last 2 weeks... throwing up, non-stop diarrhea, nauseous to the point of not eating, gut extended to the diaphragm restriction and shallow breathing. My HRT was 1/5 of my normal indicating that I'm not recovering...