I will do laps around you’re house dousing every window with gasoline. I’ll leave pinhole leaking hair spray an palm oil. Then molotov the doors/bay window. Then I’ll wait for homie to pull up in the white or red car probably the white to get over here fast enough. I’ll burn his home life and family. Then I’ll make my way down the Christmas list of names you mistakenly thrown out after shredding it by hand. Burn you’re information. Gang stalking is getting ugly people never see a ghost protection is an understatement and this so called friend of yours is coming straight for the slightly prepared looking the other direction Allys prepared to flank keep explosives in-between.. you thought I was crazy. I am and prepared to cross point defend people I don’t really know because I lived where they thought you couldn’t hear or see. I’m not blind nor deaf. May these words in a bottle find one of you. For I’m just the bird you set aflight.. I choose you’re tree to watch over the.