Heady Vibes For The Kungster...

[Weirdness]

Haven't spoken to Luke directly over the past few days but apparently he had a bail hearing and part of the conditions if he should make bail is that he have a place to stay that is stable when he gets out. Asked me to ask you folks if anyone has a free room. Apparently he is good for the rent and can make first and last as well. If anyone can help out, let me know.

[Jared]

doesn't he already have a free room?

[kung]

Essentially this is what happened. A woman named 'Adelle Short' slowly insinuated herself into my life having contacted me through myspace first having seen a post on Sixtoo's myspace page. She was a buyer for HMV in the UK, had just broken up with Richard D. James (Aphex Twin) and based on her manner and physical beauty which was considerable I had no reason to doubt all this. I was extremely skeptical but she began to quickly profess that she loved me, that she was breaking it off with another very affluent man and over time began to talk about me moving to the UK to Cornwall England precisely to live with her. She also offered to marry me for legal reasons. She also wired me money in case people think something else. I wasn't running off to bang this broad - she presented herself as having a really troubled twenties with dealer boyfriends and her getting tossed in the middle of the night into the street- then she got into law as a result then HMV. She was in an increbly flawed individual and I fell in love with her because she was engaged in a sort of psychological warfare against me whose purpose was to have me fall for her. It was carefully crafted to fulfill my knight in shining armour to the rescue mentality (with recreational drug use, quiet spiritual contemplation in a surfing village in Cornwall and a house full of baccarat and herende miniatures). The relationship just naturally (or constructed actually) grew and we talked on the phone all the time but at some point I woke up in the middle of the night and realized she's a spy or not what she claims to be. She had 'broken it off' but via myspace which was very suspicious and would not talk via email or the phone - then I woke up one morning and all of her messages were gone from my inbox. Her myspace profile doesn't even exist anymore. I believe she was running a honeypot trap and may have worked for a foreign government or organzied crime. I am fearful that it was the latter.

Sadly as fantastic as this all sounds - evil Bond girls, mafia etc. - it's all true. I was literally pursued by the mafia that related to some remarks I made on Stillepost but also some letters I wrote to the police and the Ontario Civilian Commission on Policing. I was beaten by the police and by mafiosa on more than one occasion. There must have been some motivation as to why they did this.

On the evening of the 18th/19th I turned to Roger Leavens my oldest childhood friend who I had recently reconnected with at his Boombox studio (Trevor Coleman was there). I had gone to Lidia's house in the middle of the night I believe the night before worried she was being threatened as well - it turns out she was just being a selfish bitch. Lidia's heart was really broken by me when I told her that I was going to move to the UK and take a chance with 'Adelle'- Lidi was also just beginning to realize that she had been selfish all her life and 'Adelle' was five years my senior, highly intelligent and held out the promise of a life together and I'm at that age where I want to settle down. I wasn't going to shoplift the pooty,to use a Jerry Maguire reference, with Lidia after sadly only spending one very romantic weekend together. Even more sadly I cryed many tears over Lidia when I was in jail realizing when I got out she didn't want to have anything to do with me.

How did I end up in jail?

Roger as all of you have done presumed I was having a delusion about the mafia and police being after me. Within about an hour of leaving Roger's studio I was picked up by 51 Division cops and taken to Cherry Beach where I was severely beaten and left without socks, shoes or a wallet. I had been beaten by other 51 Div. cops two days prior and had tryed to report the assault at Toronto Police Headquarters, 51 Division and tryed to call 911 a number of times (the operators asked VERY suspicious questions). No one was going to believe me now as I was literally walking around barefoot and couldn't go to my family because they also believed I was having a mental health episode.

I walked from Cherry Beach to York Mills and the 401 barefoot after a substantial beating hoping to hitch hike out of the province and save my life. I then realized I absolutely needed medical attention and made one final shot at calling 911 from a Coffeetime north of the 401. An ambulance and suspiciously a police supervisor showed up - I had police style logbooks on a harness under my clothing which is what the police and mafiosa' were trying to get a hold of. I then went to North York General after being practically carried to the ambulance. Then I waited for hours and something was suspicious at the hospital. The triage nurses were evasive and the admission duty nurse told me her name was "Polly Pocket" which was really alarming. I then resolved to leave putting on hospital booties and headed down on the bus to my families house where I was going to break in to get some jewellry to pawn to get out of the province.

I took a shovel to the backdoor of my families Moore Park house and my stepfather and I had an altercation, I went to the second floor master bedroom stole three photos of my grandmother, some gold jewellry and a military knife I thought had gold inlay and put them in a pink purse. The police arrived and came up to the second floor guns drawn and asked me to lie down on the ground and put my hands behind my back - I put the purse down and did as they said saying 'I'm no threat, I'm no threat'. The four officers then jumped on my back and one choked me out so hard that he burst all the capillaries in my right eye.

I was taken into custody at 53 Division and transferred the next night to a ghost jail that I am sure was 50 Division- a division that doesn't officially exist. Then I was taken to the Don my second or third night I was jumped by some inmates who broke my arm and a couple ribs. A code was called and the guards came in and rather than help me with medical help they then beat me further blackening both eyes and breaking my nose. I pissed out from the beatings and couldn't even walk they had to wheel me out in a chair. Then when out of sight of the inmates the captains took me out of the chair and dragged me down the hallway into a medical office where a captain named Baronet (or perhaps Baronette) kicked me full force in the rib over my heart breaking that as well.

At this point I lost consciousness from the bloodloss and shock and had a seizure which thankfully caused them to evacuate me to St. Mikes where I woke up the next morning handcuffed to the bed in a massive amount of pain in my right arm as I'd had a second seizure with my broken arm straining against the cuffs. I am totally amnesiac for this day and a half and the transport back to the hospital from the subdural hematoma (blood clots on the brain).

Back at the Don I was tortured for 15 days by being held in a medical segregation cell with the lights 24 hours a day. I endured a lot of psychological torture. I was in the Don from April 21 until June 13 and got out in the yard 4 times for 15 minutes a stretch. I got 1 hour of springtime.

I assure you if this was about a mental health breakdown there is no way I would be able to recount this (and painfully relive it in the process) in such a fashion. I sense for all of the hatefulness and judgment some were actually concerned. I think if you're still thinking this is mental health related you should no I'm not pleading NCR (not criminally responsible) - I know exactly what I did and what my state of mind was. I just had no other choice as I saw it if I was going to get out of TO alive. I've since cooperated with Provincial and Federal authorities who have had undercover operatives in the prison population and staff looking out for me.

There's a lot more to it all but I still have charges pending (B+E, Assault and theft under) which I'll plea to and have diverted along with the bogus charges of Resist Arrest, Carry Concealed Weapon (scissors in my pocket ) and Weapons Dangerous (the knife I was hoping to pawn). Laughably- the judge and my poor mom and lawyer laughed out loud at my bail hearing - they almost made staying away from shovels, scissors and knives into a bail condition.

They've put me in transitional housing at Lawrence EEEEAAAST for now and I have strict reporting at City Hall all summer. So I'm stuck in TO and hoping to meet some new decent people. You'd sort of have to see me (or hell knowing me in the first place might help) in the flesh to appreciate. I've always been a really outgoing person and brash and arrogant I'm just very quiet and reserved and kind of shy now. I'm also getting over a massive series of traumas so it's understandable.

[paisley]

just read that on stillepost

glad you're alive and breathin Luke (knew you were in jail but didn't know how you were doing, been wondering)

is a very rough story there... hope you forget about everyone else for a while... eat, sleep and try to mend

all the best brother, hope to see ya soon

[\/\/illy]

That's heartwrenching Luke. I don't know what else to say. I'm sorry to hear that happened to you. Get well and stay safe.

[The Chameleon]

I still do not get why Kung was put in jail and when the B&E and assault he is charged with occurred and furthermore I do not get what the motivation for the mob or police conspiring against him is?

The big question is why? Why did it all happen?

That is still totally unclear.

[Jared]

not to start any shit, or get involved. but the last time I heard some one speaking (exactly) like that, It eneded up with them jumping of a balcony. When there parents called the police to try and get help for them.

I really hope what your saying didn't actually happen, and that you can find the help you need.

It is toatally possable that really happened, and that the police and mob are after you, but half the movies out of hollywood arn't as good as what you said.

[Jared]

.

I walked from Cherry Beach to York Mills and the 401 barefoot after a substantial beating hoping to hitch hike out of the province and save my life.

those streets run parralle to each other.

[boiler]

That was a begining and the destination I believe, not the foot path.

[Jay Funk Dawg]

I hope you can get it together Luke.

[shainhouse]

just be well Luke.. stay up

[Jared]

That was a begining and the destination I believe, not the foot path.

neither of those streets, are near cherry beach, and the 401 is like 2 km north of yormills. So basically Kung's Statment is wrong no matter how you look at it.

[Davey Boy 2.0]

so kung writes this above, about being chased by mafia types, beatings, spies, foreign govts, breaking down doors with shovels and you're trying to trip him up on directions and geography?

maybe you can lend him your GPS once school's out

[d_rawk]

(@ Davey Boy)

:laugh:

Gold. Solid.

[Kanada Kev]

whatever you do, take care of your shoes

[Jared]

I'm just saying, If the guy doesn't even now where he is, I'm not buying anything about the mob being after him, or getting beat by the cops.

becides we all watch sopranos, I'm sure tony has better things to do.

[paisley]

regardless of the specifics I'm pretty sure Luke has had a pretty rough run lately... not sure why the story needs to be picked apart line by line

not necessary to kick people when they're down, particularly not when people arguing with the person originally seemed to help push them to a point of having a breakdown

maybe its true, maybe its not... who cares... I just want Luke to get back to being ok again

[YearsAlongTheSea]

What he said ^^^

[zero]

I find it hard to believe that the mob and the police found me that much of a nuisance. I believe it was russian mafia and that it stemmed from me revealing the identity of a yugoslav mafiosa who owns a big chunk of downtown Guelph's Wyndham street, it could have been the Morgetti (an italian mafia that hails originally from Morgeto, Calabria). I had made a lot of public remarks on stillepost that only anti-gang cops woudl know about and mafia experts. I also had written a number of letters to the chief of police, stirred up sentiment amongst downtown business owners and written the Ontario Civilian Commission and Policing Services. Trust me I find it hard to imagine it was worth hiring a woman in the UK to psychologically destroy me- there's a chance she worked for the British gov't and they were trying to recruit me I suppose. You have to understand that I am actually quite a good analyst and quite good at undercover investigation because I have a broad network of underworld sources and have been involved in the drug trade myself. In any case I am certain this 'Adelle' woman is not who she claims to be and that her name is not Adelle. She wired me money that's the crazy part.

In desperation I broke into my families house. I had tried going to the police, ambulance, hospital and I sense some very powerful people worked to fuck that up. People in jail in the high ends of the drug trade said I fell prey to 'Jins' or genies which are mafia professional headfuckers and they can even reroute calls and for instance you'll think you're talking to 911 but you're not - I had a number of experiences like this where it was fairly clear I was not speaking to who the person claimed to be.

[zero]

And what fucking Cherry Beach is Jared talking about?

Cherry Beach

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Cherry Beach is a lakeside park located at the foot of Cherry Street just south of Unwin Avenue in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. It is on Toronto's outer harbour just east of the Eastern Gap.

It was originally named Clarke Beach Park after Harry Clarke, a Toronto alderman who was responsible for creating the park in the early 1930s. In 2003, the city changed it to Cherry Beach which is the local common name.

While not a 'beautiful' beach by most urban standards, and located in what is considered part of Toronto's underdeveloped portlands area, Cherry Beach has still been a popular gathering place for years. There is no boardwalk or proper picnic area, and much of the surrounding areas is marshland or leftover grounds from what was once commercial industry and factory grounds. Recently the park has undergone improvements which includes a paved entranceway and a renovated washroom and swimming change room facilities.

For many years it was one of the few Toronto beaches that was clean enough for swimming. It has change rooms for bathers and barbecue areas for picnickers. It also has an off-leash area for dog walkers. The Martin Goodman waterfront trail passes through the park.

The area around the beach has also gained a reputation as being a location where police officers sometimes take homeless and intoxicated individuals to be beaten, a practice that has been dubbed the "Cherry Beach Express". [1] [2]

It is, as of 2007, boarded up and in the process of being bulldozed, clear-cut and turned into a soccer field.

I don't know exactly where I was taken it was pretty industrial but it was in that vicinity. I wouldn't make something like this up.

[paisley]

so are you still locked up? or in a halfway house deal?

crazy broke this week but would enjoy meeting up for a coffee or something soon... the story sounds worth a drive to torona

[Tricky]

I'm just saying, If the guy doesn't even now where he is, I'm not buying anything about the mob being after him, or getting beat by the cops.

becides we all watch sopranos, I'm sure tony has better things to do.

Dude, this obviously isn't about someomne telling the truth or not. It's about compassion for someone who obviously needs it, the human element.

Get well Luke

[SaggyBalls]

I know I shoulda saved that madman's rant for those times I'm out on the street destitute and alone because my life was ruined by the man (read: crack)

[Im going home Donny]

Sounds like you've had a shit load of bumpy roads Luke.

I've got a bunch of spare heady vibrations kicking about that I'm sending your way - for whatever that hippy shit is worth(hopefully good beans) and sure do hope things sail smoother for you along your way.

A wise girl taught me to take deep breaths when shit gets strange.

[SaggyBalls]

Breathe in all that shit stink, luke. Let it rot your lungs like ripe guano in a hot cave.

the miracles of modern day medecine should be able to take care of that in due time.