a wheelchair-theme, and such

When i was in the bank in the afternoon of the 19th of december, two grannies and a black dressed man in his 20ies came in. He walked very close behind a granny, as if he wanted to pass her, but only to let her enter before him, showing demonstrativly estimated friendliness. All his moves were fast, abrupt and coordinated, but what doesn't move was stiff. He was in an electrified state. He got the neurotic angle. He had black shorter hair, an athletic trained person, he was wearing a black tight fitting sweater with a rectangular patch on the left breast-side, seemed to be a military one, black pants, sneakers. On my way to the cheap supermarket mud had been dumped on the pavement at a petshop, it had the color of the mud i had the accident on the 14th. Near that a small girl was standing in the middle of the pavement and looking at me, coming closer with the bicycle, so i slowed down. When i was really slow she suddenly decided to run between parking cars, saying something about dodging or escaping. I had to laugh, because it looked so funny. There was a man near that, who was watching this, so he was usally connected to the girl, but he didn't interact with her. Later it came into my mind that the reaction of the girl could have been taugth to her, and was no game. It looked funny because she was so serious. For a traffic situation it maked no sense, but between the cars she was out of range of an adut person. In the cheap supermarket the clerk they had trained, the one with the mustache, passed close behind me when i stopped the first time, touching my bag, and lifting it with that. Seemed this was to check the weigth. So i turned around, he was looking into my eyes from close. So this was to show authority to control.
On my way to a petrol-station (the one where the car with the "7000"-licence has been) in the evening two young men on bicycles stood at a streetcrossing, they dated for "battling"( "battlen") on saturday, sounded hip-hopish. In the petrol-station two men stood in line behind me, one had already grey hair, but was of robust build. He lifted up his shoulders a few times, to let them fall down by their weigth, a strong man. He made a comment about me "i thougth he would be bigger"( "ich habe ihn mir grösser vorgestellt" ). Maybe this was to say that it could be sports if they would attack me.
When i was outside in the late evening, a man who came towards me gripped at the side of his hip, shifting back his jacket, a pistol-gesture. An athletic sportive man with an orderly haircut, maybe a rightist.

When i had left home before noon on the 20th, a black exclusiv looking audi had stopped at the corner of the streetcrossing here, it moved a little for- and backwards, but it seemed they didn't want to park, they wanted attention.
When i was in the shopping centre in the afternoon, a taller man, dark clothing like a security-man, was aping me chewing chewing-gum, and raised his hand towards his head, to point this out, as if this would be a signal and we would make a team or so, but nothing personally, operation-style. On the lower floor there was the next of them, a man who came towards me, his arm streaked mine, he excused, but it was obviously aimed. He was shaved bald, wearing a black jacket, his mouth exposed a consistend line of upper teeth. Looks like a professional martial artist i've seen in a silly fun-talkshow/interview-video. When i left a supermarket there, a woman gave me an assertive somewhat shirty look, by turning her head sidewards, passing in front of me. She had a darker complexion and was wearing both a skirt and orange pants, maybe from india.
I think in the afternoon some people had a look at me, some women, when i arrived back at the streetcrossing here a black mercedes stopped, to let me pass. The car had similarity to the audi.
When i opened the windows for airing in the evening, i've seen a person outside, at some parking bicycle, the person was facing towards me, and was doing kind of fitness-exercise. Constantly raising the arms, flowing non-exhausting movements, also sometimes raising knees. Dance-like chi version of jumping jack. Short time later i passed her, on my way to the bank. She was still doing her exercise, she was a boyish young woman, weaering a black hooded sweater and old-schoolish pants, i think addidas. When i arrived back she was still doing so. I turned around at her after i had passed her, now she took a posture, the arms spread sidewards, moving them constantly with the shoulders, also moving the body somewhat, all the time alway moving, monkeyish goalkeeper-figure. Very sportive person. I had to laugh, it was too overdone. In that moment a man came resolutely towards me, he unlocked/locked the car next to me with a remote control, making a loud beep. The newish looking black car was parking where the audi has been before. Back home i looked at the exercising person again, she was still doing so, then she turned around, cowarded down, so i could hardly see her, when she stood up she dragged down her sweater, so this was pissing-acting. Then she energetically jogged away, ninja.

On the 21rst there have been three sniffers, a gesturer who vertically shiftet up imaginary glasses with his forefinger while looking at me, as if this would be a signal for me, a conservatively looking man. And some others.

When i was standing in line in the near supermarket on the 22nd, an athletic young man, bigger than me, made a straigth step towards me, to make pressure, as if he wanted to run into me. When i got outside a man was coming towards me, he looked at me as if i would have to explain something personally to him.

When i got outside in the later afternoon of the 23rd, a man came diagonally towards me on the streetcrossing here, looking at me. He compensated his personally friendly expression by having his rigth hand at his butt, in scratching position. Late 30ies, wearing a black jacket, and a simple white cotton shoulder bag. Not much later i've seen him again, before i passed him a black man came diagonally across the empty street towards me, then the one with the bag was holding his left hand at his head, the palm towards the frontside, kind of ear-gesture.
When i was outside in the evening, two streets from here a woman shoving a man in a wheelchair just came around the corner when i arrived there. So i slowed down, i have been already slow because it was sligthly frozen. The man in the wheelchair was tall, he seemed to be completely lamed, maybe 30years, his mouth was wide open, saliva was pouring out of his mouth. Didn't want to look closely at him, this would easily become staring, but on that fast look he seemed healthy for his situation, so it would probaly have been an accident not long ago. Towards the end of that street two people on bicycles, a man and a woman came towards me, the woman said "since then i only drive really slowly"( "seit dem fahre ich nur noch ganz langsam" ). Maybe the one in the wheelchair wasn't really lamed.

When i was on my way to the cheap supermarket at noon of the 24th, the co-driver of a car gave me a hostile look, when i was waiting at the traffic-ligth at the market/parking-place. He was shaved bald, of robust build, the licence plate said that they were from the near smaller town. A rigth-extremist. Behind the near petrol-station the car turned around and came towards me, but they didn't follow further when i turned in a street there. In the supermarket their clerk did nothing this time. When i was outside again, a man with a big grey full beard arrived, then from the other side a little girl came towards me, she was dressed all in pink, and with her straight arms spread both somewhat sidewards, and pink mittens on strings hanging from them, she looked somewhat like an angel-figure. On my way back there was a group of people wearing black beanies, i think they had all shaved hair, waiting at the streetcrossing where the rigthist had shown up. One said "to me it's disturbing"( "also, mich störts" ). They didn't specially appear to be rigthists.
I had visited my parents, on my way back two people came towards me on top of the empty street there. They didn't move as if they would be connected to each other, but both in the same way, heading towards imaginary marks, and there was little distance between them. They had both the same expression, or the lack of such in their faces. They were concentrating on this and at the first i had the feeling that with the way he came up to me he wanted me to turn in the sideway there. Second one had a short grey full beard and seemed to be trained.

On the 25th and 26th there was nothing real.

When i brougth down waste on the 27th, a woman came up to me and extensively complained about that i used the new container. The other houses had bins, but here there was a container, seemed that it was for two houses. But she didn't want me to come across the street, repeated repeatedly the same, imaginated that i would place other waste in their bins there. It took a while.
When i was on my way to a second-hand-shop in the afternoon, a tiny man on a motorized wheelchair passed me and turned in the same way as the rigthist did on the 24th. In the shop the salesman, a lefty, explained to someone that a man in a wheelchair had been beaten up, that bad the world had become. Not this one, there would be also another one with a wheelchair. On my way back there was again a man in a motorized wheelchair. This time i was outside noticeable many lefties have been around. At home i've read online, the latest news i could find about such an attack have been from last year.

When i was outside in the late afternoon of the 28th, it was already dark, a man crossed my way at the next streetcrossing. First it looked as if he would be black, something irritated me, but i didn't want to stare at him. When he was in line of me i've seen that he was a white one, wearing a mask. The shape of his nose was definitly european, and the black not skin, it was tights. Below his eyes there were slits, showing his white skin. So maybe this was the idea of fake-eyes, or a joke about it. I turned in the street, following him, but not too close. He made sniffing noise, twice, louder identcally ones. Before the next street-crossing he took off his mummery, seemed he had routine with that, no conspicious move to do so. He also took off black gloves he was wearing. He touched his beany, seemed he wanted to point out that he had rolled up his mummery. He had an agressive expression, man on a mission, i followed him down the street, then took another way. When he took off his mummery some other people had seen him, if they weren't all of them, too. So this was to show that they have people who do so on command, not because this man now had a reason. As at many before it's no problem if he attracts attention, because he's protected by mass, by number. He shows up once, has no personal motif.
Other comments/figures that day were clothing-themed, and in the near supermarket what seemed to be a phallic comment.

When i was outside in the later afternoon of the 29th, i've seen a boy on a bicycle lately, i had red ligth and was already on the street with the frontwheel. He was offending me, he had the rigth of way. On the other hand, he had no frontligth( i don't have also ), and his bossy spurning behaviour was extreme and routinated. He didn't try to get attention before, so it seemed that liked to do so. Not older than 15. I think it was this time i was outside when also a man who had similarity to the bald shaved one in the shopping centre on the 20th passed me, but he had short hair.
The next time i got outside, late afternoon, this time walking, a young man, slender, wearing a ligth-colored jacket, came towards me at the streetcrossing here, he intensively breathes out at me and rotated his hands around each other at belly-heigth, not a big move, a fast smooth one. When i arrived at the near park two men with a dog were passing in front of the entrance, one said towards the other "you are really out of the rhythm, now you are really a...". He didn't speak the last word, they connected to the bossing teenager, so his insult could take place there. From their proportions both were trained strong persons. If i would had reacted on the teenager, maybe they would have got more out of it. At the end i walked to a petrol-station, there were two men standing on the meadow in front of it, facing each other, there were pocket flasks lying on the ground between them. The one of them was the man with the olive military cap i had described on the 31rst of october, the other one a dark-haired man with a mustache, wearing a black coat, he made his companion before, near the supermarket here. When i got out of the station, the one with the mustache was standing in front of the entrance, holding one hand at his hip, he had shifted back his coat and was posing as a cowboy who wants to duel. While the pistol-gestures are normally part of the intimidation, this one seemed to be ironically. Maybe to say that i would be really like this. Couldn't see the one with the cap, perhaps he had entered behind me.

When i got outside in the early morning of the 30th, there were two people standing at the bicycles, where the person on the 20th had been acting. A woman wearing a black jacket, hood on, and a man with a darker complexion, he said a sarcastic "yes, write this"( "schreib dasmal" ).
When i was outside in the late afternoon, there was a gesturer, dressed in black, he raised he arm sidewards, bend at the elbow, before passing me.

Maybe i've described about 2/3 or so, the frequency was somewhat less than average.
In the evening of the 28th a woman, i've heared her before, was loudly walking above me with heeled shoes on the carpetless floor for a while, seemed to be upset, finally made a phonecall, maybe for an advice. Normally a man is in the flat above me. However, since then the person there is less attached at me than usual.

kabbalistic license

When i was in a supermarket in the late afternoon of the 10th of december, a woman behind a shelf said ironically "this is aimed/adressed at me !"( "das ist ja auf mich gemünzt !" ). To say that i would be mad if i would think so, finefeeling stalker-humor.
On my way to a petrol-station in the late evening/nigth two of them passed me, the first was carrying a cotton bag that seemed to contain something heavy. He had leaned his head to the side, somehow he had a subtle expression like from a zombie-movie. I couldn't see his eyes, because of the litgh. One street further there was the next of them, he turned around from a cash machine, putting his billfold into an inner pocket while looking at me. He was done in one row with the one before, he also had the same pressure-frequency, to find a word for that feeling. A stiff routinated hostility. Also similar to the one at noon the day before. On my way back a man came out of an entrance in front of me and passed me. He moved very coordinated, in a mechanical way to show his total self-assurance, demonstrativly patrolling. He was wearing dark jacket and pants, a red polo-shirt beneath the jacket, and a flatcap on his shaved head, must have been the one from 27th of october again. On his left side he had a pale stick, shorter than those used for training, in a position that would be typical for a short-sword. I couldn't see his face, because of the ligth. When i arrived at the park there was a man with a small dog standing on the pavement, he stopped to let me pass. He had grey hair, pigtail, he was dressed like a police-man, old uniforms. A black police-leather jacket without badges, and khaki pants. Could have been a martial artist.

When i had opened the window in the afternoon of the 11th, there were two men standing on the opposite side of the street, one was watching me. Short time later i got outside, then a dark red newish looking van started when i came near, must have been them.
In the late afternoon i was at the do-it-yourself-bicycle-help, because my wheels needed to be centered. I knew the woman there from before, she was standing with a man with darker complexion at the center-apparatus, she was all the time upset because he would be learning this too slow. Looks like acting. When i was at the apparatus they were watching me, they said that it would be her friend. That should have been about the apparatus. And then that i would be jealous of it, but "she" could be jealous of my computer. When i left there was a dark dressed man with a bicycle standing at the gateway, he had lifted the backwheel and rotated it, watching it. So he was aping centering the wheel.
When i was at a petrol-station at nigth, a nosegesturer came out of it when i arrived at his car, a dark red newish looking van that was parking directly in front of the entrance. He was in his 40ies, short hair, parka, jeans, same sneakers as me. He looked towards me while sweeping his forefinger horizontally below his nose, then entered his car. I think i've seen him before, a martial artist. In the back of the car there were newish looking child seats, the first letter of the city-abbreviation on the license plate repeated twice, then it was follwed by the number "7000".

When i was at the baker on the 12th, an older woman with a cotton-bag with a swastika on it stood next to me. The simple swastika had three curved arms, in top of it there was a word about ventilation or so, i think a scandinavian one, simple typo.
When i got outside in the early afternoon, this time walking, a heavier man with a short dark beard came towards me from the side, he made a shuffling step, causing me to do also one, as kind of reflex. When i arrived at the streetcrossing at the market place, there was an athletic man with darker complexion standing at the other side. He was wearing sneakers and a black jacket, in his 30ies. He was holding a cellphone at his ear and said some words loudly, maybe arabian, the last one then was "chaku", like nun-chaku. So this had a meaning, he wanted me to get this.
In the afternoon a postwoman delivered a packet that had been already send on the 4th. And now it was empty. I immediatly wondered about the weigth and ask her to wait a moment, to make a witness when i opened it. Seemed the content had been removed from the bottom side, then it was closed again. I already had odd experiences with the post, now i have one with a smaller post-rival. I had contact with the seller, he had given me the packet-number, and i had a look online on it. The first entry was from the fith, then there was one from the 7th, it said something like "started, but then got back". Then there was an entry on the 10th, and the one from the 7th was removed. The new one said that they didn't find me at the adress. This was stupid, there is no reason that this could be. I phoned at their main office, not to let them send my packet back to the seller, and now i got an empty one.
When i was outside in the early evening, in front of the shopping center a man wearing a black neat suit passed me. In his one hand he was carrying a nostalgic black leather bag, with the other he touched his nose, raising his arm vertically in front of him, without letting his body otherwise participate with this movement. A coordination-exercise. And he also did a double-sniffing noise. In the pedestrian-zone there were some talkers( they sounded much the same, despite they were from different groups of people. The few words that stuck out of others sounded as if there could be a meaning ), one said "180°, and back, that's the bad weather"( "180°, und zurück, das ist das schlechte Wetter" ), so it seemed that this was to say that there will be no consequences because of the packet.

When i was outside in the afternoon of the 13th, two helmet men on bicycles passed me at some animals, one was a sniffer, he was wearing a yellow jacket. On my way back a young man on a bicycle came towards me, he was concentrated looking at the ground in front of him, as if his neck was arrested in this position. He wasn't fast, but he was directly heading towards me, so i changed my direction somewhat. He then changed his direction also, so he was still heading towards me and i had to brake. When he passed me he was holding his left hand, wich was closer to me, at his eye, encircling it with his fingers, as a monocle, without changing head-position.
In the evening i was again at the petrol-station i've been the day before, a car with squeaking tires turned in the last street in front of the station, and at the station another car turned in with squeaking tires, this one drove to the parking area behind. When i arrived at the station a nosegesturer entered in front of me, an older man with grey hair, a shorter full beard and a conspiciously bowed inwards nosebridge, he was wearing a black leather jacket. When he was walking outside he was looking at me as if he would know me, while putting his billfold in his pocket. I've been at the bank and two other petrol-stations, because i wanted to buy a small bottle of wine. In the first petrol station a salesman made copious smacking slurping noises and then said goodbye. In the second one i first looked through the window, searching for a small bottle. A man in his late 40ies, wearing a blue jacket, told me that i should go inside. Inside he showed again this brash attitude. Others in the station were three people standing at the wines, one was a neat dressed dark black man wearing a coat, he sayed something about drawing. The one who payed before me was a "pale" black unshaved man. Both seemed to be non-migrants.

In the early morning of the 14th a dark newish looking car came from the gateway next to the baker, i stopped because the driver liked to accelerate. But he led me pass, driving back-and forwards, just to play with his engine. Then he turned in the street with squeaking tires.
When i was outside in the afternoon with my bicycle(as usual), i had stopped at the street near the low bridge, to look at the water. When i started a man walked into me from behind, and then complained. He enjoyed himself doing so, good humor. He had some similarity to the one with the blue jacket at the petrolstation the day before, his behaviour, and his rhythm. His jacket had a similar tone, but his one was red. I was at the river at the east-side, and there i had an accident. There was a spot on the path, the colour was ligther, it looked somewhat muddy, but not so much. I immediatly sinked in at least 15cm( looking at the mud on the wheel, later ), then there was just a step. I overturned, i was totally shirty, when i got up i shouted x-times "sh!t"( in german ), my pants were muddy and i tryed to find out if i got some damage. Two children arrived, boys, they found it interesting( i had stopped shouting, of course ), one even imaginated i could have "flown" further, down the slope. And a woman with a dog, she said she would be a gardener from the city who is officially walking( "Begehung durchführen" ) at the river to look for the path. And that this would be usually caused by running water below the path. My first thougth was that it could have been really a trap. The surface had been almost smooth. Now i tried to stick some wood into the mud, as warning for others. But nothing could stick in there, it was too fluid, and then the earth below was immediatly hard. It was aqueous loam in a hollow, so steep that a spade came into my mind. The woman also said that she had been a sports-teacher, and so she knows that i could have been shocked. When i arrived at the river-bridge at the water there was a man on a bicycle who was looking at me. Looked like the unshaved "pale" black from the petrolstation the day before. On my way back i've seen three teenagers who crossed a street, one was dressed as a skinhead, one of them raised his left arm for the nazi-greeting for a moment. A fast routinated move, like an exercise. When i arrived at the pedestrian zone between the elevators a dark black bald man came towards me, he made a beeping sound, he was robust build, so maybe this was his humour to say that he was stronger than me, or about that i shouted when i had the accident. I've seen him a week or so before, he's one of them. He did nothing special there, but the way he walked looked as if he wanted to show presence. They have many who look like this, won't wonder if he had already stalked me. Then another dark black man passed me, still between the elevators, he was taller but not as robust build as the one before. He was wearing glasses with a thin golden frame and was dressed similar to the dark one in the petrolstation the day brfore, but i think this one was taller and older.
I could feel one knee also the next day, but there was nothing serious.

When i arrived at the market on the 15th, a man said "that will become expensive"( "das wird teuer" ), could have been about the packet( was a lucky inexpensive auction ). On the market place a smiling child, a boy, passed me, he looked as if someone could have told him to go there. Then a resolute angry man passed me, dressed in dark blue and black, maybe late 40ies. The boy had similarity to the two at the river.
When i was at the laundry in the afternoon, a man walked in front of me at the streetcrossing there, he had this focused agressive expression some of them had in the last days, when i stopped next to him at the traffic ligth he spitted on the ground between us. He had decided to do so before, theoretically he would not have seen me, but with the exact timing he obviously was aware of me. He was wearing a black leather jacket with big red and yellow flames on it, on the back there was a big "flames" written on it, next to it a smaller word, a german city-name. Looked like a brute, spitted like a laser-pistol.
When i was outside in the late afternoon, at the low bridge someone loudly shouted at me "i know them all !"( "ich kenne sie alle !" ), with a rough voice when he was directly next to me. This was a quote from a local band( no idea if they still say so ). But i didn't know him, so maybe this was a joke, because he "knows" me. He was in companion of a woman, he then normally talks to her, they'll go to their car. He had dark hair, the cheeks were patterned by extinguished blains, black jacket, striped polo-shirt.
When i was at a petrol-station in the evening( another one than on the 11th ), there was a man with a bald shaved head in front of it. He had some similarity with Ben Kingsley. He entered a black newish looking car, the license number said it was from a near small town, the first letter of the city-abbreviation repeated twice, then it was followed by a "606". So this seemed to be part two of the car from the 11th, the license plate showed the same kabbalistic symptoms. When i had left the station two young men passed me, one was wagging his head to appear twee, and complained "they are so cold !"( "sie sind so kalt" ). Could have been martial artists, maybe also the one before.

About 3am on the 16th, someone outside imitated the rhythm of the music i was listening, "lalala", then he moved on. The music wasn't loud, so he had been standing there and has been listening.
A letter that was adressed at a woman that should live in this house has been inserted into my mailbox, but there is no such name, so i tried to find out if she lives here, but no one i've asked knew about her. There was no special reason why it has been put into my mailbox.
Nothing real that day, someone in the pedestrian zone said "knee", seemed this was about my accident.

On the 17th there have been 4 sniffers, one also made a gesture, sweeping below his nose horizontally with his forefinger, three of them have been in a bookstore.

When i was outside in the afternoon of the 18th, two men passed me in the near park. One was wearing a brigth orange jacket, the other one had a darker complexion, maybe late 40ies, he said with an accent "i've never heard of this, since when they are doing so ?"( "ich habe sowas noch nie gehört, seit wann machen die das ?" )when they were next to me. Later, before i passed the low bridge, there were some people standing, when i passed in front of them a man said towards me "no one looks at him at aaaa(ll)"( "den sieht doch sowieso keiner aaaa(n)" ), the last word somewhat hoarse. Short distance/few seconds later another man said "he's to blame for it himself"( "er ist doch selber dran schuld" ). At the last word(blame/Schuld) the voice was higher and cracked, so he complemented with the one before. Then at the bridge a dark black man wearing a headscarf passed me, maybe i've looked too agressive at him, the two speakers annoyed me, and they have many dark blacks, so i often think about if there could be one of them again. He seemed to be insecure. This was usually part of the idea of the speakers, but i cannot know if they just knew that the black one was walking there, or if he would be one of them. I wondered that he seemed insecured, because he was a big athletic man.
When i was on my way to the bank near midnigth, one of them passed me, aping the way i moved, the steps.

I have described most of them these days.
With the neighbour it's as usual, once he came down the stairs to stand there in the stairway when i was sitting on the toilet.

clap hands

When i was outside near noon of the 27th of november a woman filmed me. I first didn't get it, because the flat device didn't look like a camera to me, she was holding it at belly-heigth and looked down at the display, stood there, didn't move. There was also an older man with a dog, but no one else, and he walked to the side, while the lense in the middle of the device was facing towards me.
When i was outside in the early afternoon, this time walking, a staring man on a bicycle came towards me. He had his mouth open, exposing especially his upper teeth, and his eyes had a somewhat rectangular shape. Maybe a leftie, late 40ies. In another street a man who fits to him passed me, he had protruding eyes and was holding a cigarette in an odd way, with his whole hand, at his mouth. Near me he made a defined sniffing noise, so he used his cigarette as a tube-symbol.
When i passed at the opposite house in the afternoon, again walking, people inside made an akustic joke. From a cellar-window there was musical noise when i was next to it, at the next window someone in the first floor loudly pushed a piano-key when i passed, then a smaller dog made a single bark. Where the older man threw the pelleted in the bin on the 25th, this time there was a sniffer there. He had somewhat darker complexion, maybe late 30ies, was wearing a black jacket. Later an older but vital gaunt man with a big grey full-beard and round glasses came towards me, he was still a distance away, he was holding his hand at his forehead, like stereotypical sailor on look-out, watching me. Then he turned in the street at the court. When i was outside before i have been holding my hand at the forehead, to protect against blinding highligths from car-windows. So he showed that he did participate with this surveillance.
About half an hour after i was back i heard that someone was loudly playing the national anthem, streetup, a classical version. Then something else, but it stopped.
The next time i was outside i passed a man who widely moved his mouth in an odd way. He fitted to the sniffer and the other in the early afternoon. He was wearing a military parka with a german flag on the sleeve. Then in the supermarket there was a man with a basecap in the national colours.

When i was outside in the late afternoon of the 28th, i passed an older couple near a church. The man says "then one is thinking of murder"( "da denkt man an Mord" )when i was next to them. At the water two sportive man in their twenties came towards me, one was wearing a khaki shorts, despite it was cold. He said "how much could he have been, 80, 90 kilos ?!"( "wie viel hatte der wohl, 80, 90 kilo" ), to be heared. Maybe martial artists. On my way back there were some of their people at a streetcrossing. Before i arrived a man holding one hand in a pocket, that way that it was obvious that he was holding something in his hand, ready to draw it. He was in his 40ies, wearing a brown jacket with horizontal pockets. Then at the streetcrossing a man on a bicycle passed me, he looked at me, he had a small hating and oddly distorted mouth. When i had crossed the street a woman behind me loudly said "(any)one is laughing about this again and again"( "darüber lacht man immer wieder" ).

In the early morning of the 29th, when i was on my way to the baker, a woman with a young golden retriever passed me. The happy dog came towards me and scented my leg, it was wearing a red neckerchief, that way that it made a big triangle, like the one of the dog from the 27 of october.
When i got outside at noon, down the street here a woman wearing a palestinian scarf passed me. There was few space, because a car waiting at the streetcrossing had stopped with the tires already on the pavement. One of the last articles i had read was a very angry one about such scarfs. At a streetcrossing i had a little accident. There were people at a traffic ligth, so i got to the side, and then i watched the wrong side of the traffic ligth. A car slowed down, but i've been already too far on the street and didn't get back fast enough. I had already stopped, and the car shocked my front-wheel with the fender. But this had no further effect, i still stood there, and fortunatly the driver was a nice man and just asked if i was fine. I had a numb feeling, then concentration is also weak, maybe i should care more about eating vegetables or so. When i arrived back at the street here, on the other side, a person fully mummed with a dark scarf passed me on a bicycle. There was only slit, as tiny as possible, left for the eyes between the straigth wrapped lower and upper. It was about 10°C, so this couldn't have been the reason, it was to frame the street with the theme.
When i was sitting in the park in the early afternoon, the second person who passed me was a woman with a perambulator, wearing a palestinian scarf. Then two man passed me, first a bigger stronger unshaved jogger, early 40ies, dressed in black, he was wearing black leather gloves, holding the fists in front of him, that way that the forearms were about horizontal. A puncher-figure. All his expression was about it, the tigth gloves made an accent. He'd just passed another man, who was now directly following, an orderly dressed man wearing a black suit, a ligth blue shirt, and a diagonally black and yellow striped tie. He accuratly tapped at his nostril, he appeared to be a judical person. Complementing subordinators.

About noon of the 30th i had opened my window. A group of four people, males and females, walked down the street here, they accentuated their left arms. This was obvious because they all moved the same, kind of marching. Again something that was inspired by an online-article.
When i passed at a garden in the afternoon a little girl in the back of it yelled "my penis". Sounded absurd, i looked in this direction, then to my rigth someone loudly closed the door of a parking car, i haven't seen him, seemed that he was one of them. There were no other people near. I had a look on this white line i had described in my previous posting, it encircles an area some km in diameter. At one point it looks as if it would have started there, but also as if it should look like this, because it wouldn't have been additional work to just close the line without that. Now on my way back close to this point a sniffer passed me, a black dressed man with a white jacket.

Short time after i was back from the baker in the early morning of the 1rst of december, a group of people came up the street here, clapping their hands, singing something like "jaja", like sports-fans. In front of the house one of them, a man, loudly said " a god ?! a god ?! "( "ein Gott" ), taunting, condemning.
At noon i deliverd a few empty beercans in a plastic bag at a petrol-station. On my way back a dark black man came towards me at the point where the old man threw the pelleted in the bin, at the white line on the 25th of october. The black man now had an acerb resolved expression, didn't show any reaction, and because he walked straigthforward towards me i changed my direction. In the moment he got out of my view he threw a black plastic bag he was carrying into the bin, making a loud noise, he'd just been waiting for this, concentrating to do a fast move.
When i was outside in he evening at the streetcrossing at the market place there was a teenager leaning against a wall with his shoulder, looking in my direction. He stood there without moving, totally self-assured, the posture seemed to be sexual. I think that maybe he was 16, but he seemed to be very athletically and bigger than average persons. On my way back another athletic teenager, maybe 16, appeared when i arrived at the place, he looked angry and had drawn in his cheeks, to get a gaunt face. The way he passed me on the pavement was kind of parade, his armes were tensioned.

In the morning of the 2nd, maybe at about 5am, there was a group of loudly talking people at the next streetcrossing, sounding boosted. Then they came up the street, as the clap-hands day before, and in front of the house one of them said loud and clearly " if you are saying this ! "( "wenn du sowas erzählst !"). So this was part two of the clap-hands.
Near noon i was sitting at the water. In front of the bank there was a turquoise injection lying on the ground. I threw it away, but used some paper do not touch it. I've seen them taking something out of bins before, demonstrativly.

On the 3rd there was only a sniffer at all.

When i just had left home in the late afternoon of the 4th, a singing man came down the street, seemed to be a foreign language, the only thing i understood in german was "it's too late"( "es ist zu spät" ). He had a high voice, i first thougth it would be a woman. I think he was wearing a grey jacket, dark hair. Two streetcrossings of the sidestreets here further, a black-dressed man came around the corner. He had fair grey hair and a short full beard. He raised his arm to look at his watch, or maybe his vein. He raised his ellbow in front of him and flapped back his hand, looking at the inside of his arm, a routinated gesture that could have fitted to a surgeon, as his expression in general.

When i brougth down the waste in the afternoon of the 5th, a black man came up the street. I've seen him before, he had repeatedly stalked me and had a training for that, a motoric input and to get mentally locked on( more than many ). Now he showed no special behaviour, even seemed to be somewhat insecure. He had shorter hair now, maybe he lives near. The next time i was outside, when i walked to the near supermarket, another man i've seen before showed up. The one with the button-cap i've described before. He was again wearing a blue jacket and black pants, he showed no special behaviour. He was in companion of a man with somewhat darker complexion, a mustache, wearing a short black coat. He was holding his hands higher, body bend forwards, talking agitated.
When i was outside in the evening, on the low bridge a man with a bottle of wine in the one hand passed me. He had his head widely leaned to the side and had an annoyed introverted face-expression. He had a black beard, i think he was a teacher/owner of a martial arts shool where i had trained, also had some trainings at him. 7 years, Long ago. Then in the street, when i had arrived at the curve, several people came towards me. The first one on a bicycle, on the street, he had a childish pissed face-expression, he loudly said "that's such a shit !"( "das ist so sche!sse" ), to aquaint, not just to himself. Then among the pedestrians one was holding a cellphone at his ear, he said with a rational-censuring accent "i don't really like this"( "das finde ich nicht so gut" ). So the two complemented.

When i had just arrived back home in the afternoon of the 6th, and opened the window, a loud sniffer passed outside. A black man wearing a parka and sneakers, he moved somewhat hobbling.

When i was in the inner city at noon of the 7th and got down the escalator, a girl, maybe 10, and a man behind me were on the next that led upstairs. The girl had constandly an totally happy expression, but didn't move, looked like a bulb. When they were in front of me the man behind her kissed her on her cheek, moving very fast and precisely, making a defined dry flicking noise. The girl didn't react at all, firmly keeping the expression. Seemed to be a variation to the couple on the 24th of october, near the railwaystation.

When i was in the near supermarket in the afternoon of the 8th, there was a taller slender man standing in front in line of me. He had neat brushcut hair, and also his clothing looked like this, not the clothing itself, but the way it fits. Maybe at least the backpack and the leather sneakers were new. Black swaeater, jeans. He was directly standing in front of me, and when i looked at his backpack, just to look somewhere, he abruptly started to move, getting out of line and then returning in a curve, fluently moving with fast ltittle steps.
When i was outside in the late afternoon a woman on a bicycle crossed my way, she was holding a cellphone at her ear and yelled "he's coming straigth ahead/in front !"( "er kommt gerade voraus!" ). First thougth she would be a young man, maybe she was a lesbian.
When i was outside in the evening, as usual with my bicycle, a black man with fairer skin was walking in front of me on the pavement. He did sligth impulsive corrections to his direction, so i couldn't pass him, a martial artist. When i decided to pass him on the street he crossed the street, so i had to stop.

When i was outside at noon of the 9th, a man with a bald shaved head came out of a house at the end of the crossing street. He walked in a sublimal meaningful and agressiv way, so i already expected that he would be one of them. He arrived at a car and turned around to look into my eyes to express his hostilety. He was wearing a parka and blue sports pants. Looked like a rigthist.
When i was cycling down a street in the late afternoon, there were some people standing next to a dark car. Older ones closer to the car, could have been 50 years or so, just passed them, and on the pavement in front of me two teenage girls and a little child. I slowed down, one of the girls looked at me, she had an somewhat exhausted expression, not so lucky. And then, not much further in the street, there was the same figure. A dark car, a teenage girl, little child, and older ones at a car. I think maybe this were twice too young mothers, their childs and parents.
When i had opened my window in the early evening, a couple passed, the man was carrying a child that was screaming in a loud peculiar disturbed way all the time.

I often have only picked up a easy to describe, that was obvious.
In the first half there have been more than in the second half.
From the 27th to 1rst i've counted 35 obvious, from 2nd to 9th 15.
In addition at all 2 nosegesturers and 13 sniffers, and the clap-hands from 1rst/2nd, and about 30 companions or so, people that have not been hostile or active but fitted or were related to others.

My neighbour above me does the usual toilet-following, on the first, a windy day, i heard this squiling door, on two other days also, but only once. Once he showed that he has been sitting above me by poking at the floor with a stick, maybe one like those used for training. Few times he showed that he was upset by making hasty steps above me, when i was watching tv and there was something about a crime, in the news or a movie. And others. Toilet is basic.

at the grey line

In the morning of the 20th of november a man on a bicycle passed me, he looked into my eyes for a moment, he looked somewhat disturbed, maybe a sleepless nigth. He had similarity with the one at the petrolstation, the day before. Hair&jacket.

When i was outside at noon of the 21rst at the end of the street two people passed me, a black dressed man and a woman. The man was gay and said an ironically " that's great"( "das ist ja toll" ).
In the afternoon some people were looking at me, they knew me and i should know this. But i didn't knew them. Probably lefties, two with big chin-beards.
Two really calm days.

In the afternoon of the 22nd i walked to the shopping centre, in the pedestrian zone there was a sniffer, an athletic man with darker complexion, in his 30ies, he was physically very present, he would usually attack me on command. He did remind me their first people, back in the mid 90ies. In the shopping centre there were some, but not so intense. On my way back at a streetcrossing at the near place a woman with a boxer-dog passed me. The animal was upset, abruptly turning widely his head. Then a black bald athletic man on a bicycle came around the corner, looking at me, imitating the dogs "face". Eyebrows up, eyes round, he couldn't do flew, but imitated the wet part of mouth between, bowed down, oddly pressed skewed thin lips. He kept this expression.

When i was outside before noon of the 23rd, there was a taller athletic black man, wearing a baseballjacket with yellow sleeves, walking down the next street from here. He stopped in front of a (white) man, who said "i'm working"( "ich arbeite" ) to him. The black man just stood there, no conversation or so, looked like acting.
When i was outside in the evening, three young men on older bicycles came from the side. One was jiggling his handlebar when they were close, and said "that's so cheap"( "das ist ja billig" ). A quote from someone who became their mobbing-subleader in about 2000.

When i was on my way to the market in the morning of the 24th, a gesturer came towards me from the side at the streetcrossing at the place. He was pointing at his temple, sideways, as well a suicide-gesture as a nuts( vogel zeigen )-gesture. He had brush-cut hair and was dressed in black, was wearing brown hiking-shoes. The way he moved when he turned around at the traffic ligth showed that he had his instructions. On my way back a man dressed in black, and wearing a white opened jacket came towards me. He looked like a martial arts teacher i knew, from the next big city, but he had a darker complexion, and bleached short hair. He was a quote from a movie i had seen the day before, a character from "the ninth gate"( similar complexion/hair, maybe black part of clothing, not body-proportions/face).
When i was at the river at the eastside in the afternoon ( with my bicycle, as usual ) there were a bunch of their people. The first of them was a nosegesturer at the streetcrossing here, wearing a blue bib overall. After i had seen a group of people who had met in a park and looked as if they could be rigthists, a man, in his 40ies, black sunglasses and upper clothing, came towards me on a bicycle, with a subtle smile that said that he wasn't there accidentially, a rigthist. One sniffer on my way to the river. On my way back the cleanest punk i've ever seen came towards me on the river-bridge. He was wearing a brand-new cyclist leather jacket with white sleeves and a union jack on it, striking white. White pants, short iroquese-haircut, several piercings, including conspiciously unpractical ones. The next one of them was about 1km further, a man who stood on the pavement, somewhat hunched posture 3/4profile, waitining for me. He turned his head around, and the eyes demonstrativly stucked once before he looked into mine. He had his cheekes lifted, to give his eyes a squeezed expression. Later there were two teenagers doing a boxing-like exercise at a bus-stop, looked like wt. A little girl reported them, and a woman behind them, wearing a headscarf, monished them, so they stopped and got out of the way to let me pass. A family with migration background. When i passed the bus-stop i've seen in the last moment that one more person was inside, a man who stood as close as possible in front of the advertisement poster, concentrating not to move at all. He had his hands in his pockets and took a symmetrical stance. I've seen him just in the last moment, it seemed his head was black, but i didn't really see his face. His posture said that he was the one from 23rd/27th october, and 22nd june, who is a white. On the other side of the street there was a dark black man on a bicycle. When i had passed the station a man, maybe late 40ies, behind me loudly explained "i don't understand this"( "das verstehe ich nicht" ) towards me, that way that it should represent me. Normally this would be irony, but he was beyond this, his masters voice. I didn't see him, he must have waited on the backside. Near the low brigde there were two sniffers. On this bridge there was a white punk again, this one in companion of a woman. He was wearing a new white hooded sweater with a black tribal on his back. His grey pants were systemetically bleached, seemed with a rectangular sponge, that it made a pattern. Shaved hair exept for a tinctured black queue in the middle. At the traffic ligth at the street behind the bridge there was a couple waiting. They were holding each others hand, but didn't stand close. When i stopped next to them the man gave the girl a wet kiss on her mouth, from the side. He wasn't moving his legs, he took advantage of his size, and the girl didn't expect this and didn't like it, was ashamed. And that was what he liked, he wanted to show me. He was a taller man with a darker complexion, she looked somewhat asian, was about 16, he more than twice as old. When i crossed the street there was another man, 50 or so, with the same complexion, maybe a relative, in the moment he looked into my eyes he started running towards me, diagonally, consistently moving, but not fast. A timing exercise. In the pedestrian zone an edged voice some distance behind me declared "we can give it a try"( "wir können es ja mal vesuchen" ), style similar to the previous speaker. This was immediatly after i had seen a black woman. If i would have turned around she would have been in line, so this would have been awkward. I've heard the voice before, he likes comments in the inner city, one has been this year when i passed some black women at a flea-market. This grey area between positive and negative racism. Not much later a nosegesturer, an asian man wearing a khaki jacket. This was all within 1 1/4h.
At all there were 21 who were obviously theirs, and with companions at least 30 that day.

When i was outside at noon of the 25th, on a bigger street near the park an older man came towards me. I already expected that he would be one of them, his body had a sublimally categorical and angry expression. Then he threw something down into a trash bin, with a big gesture, leaning his body widely, with big arm movement, to express his condemnation. He had already pale grey hair, the way he used his body over his face to express himself looks similar to the two darker ones the day before at the bridge near the railwaystation, he also seemed to be a migrant, maybe he belonges to them. What he threw into the bin seemed to be a paper-pelleted, and on the pavement there was a whiting-line, like those on the turfs of sporting fields, parallel to the line of the cyclist-lane. If they did the line this will be their biggest cokain-gesture ever. It's several km long, the only purpose i can think of would be a running event, have looked in the internet, but didn't find any. For a random joke it would be too big.
When i was at a fastfoodshop next to a petrolstation in the afternoon a slender sportive man wearing a black suit came in. He postured that he was facing the ones standing in line. He took an exact symmetrical stance, to show discipline, and also did remind me the one at the busstop the day before. He had a shiny rectangular security-logo-plate sticked on his breast, dark with white letters, the name of the company in cursive. He would better fit into a noble hotel the way he behaved.

When i was at the cheap supermarket in the afternoon of the 26th, there was a nosegesturer inside. A black dressed slender sportive man, he tipped his nose and then took something out of the shelf, a quick move to connect two objects, to show his coordination. Then he looked at me, to assure that i got that he was one of them. His clothing looked newish, exept his worn brown hiking shoes. Much like the one from the 24th at the market-place. When i was standing in line there were three black dressed people in front of me, two grannies and a man in his 50ies, especially the man showed rustic behaviour, including snorting. His clothes looked new, and he didn't let me stand line up, blocking the way with his stepped back firm leg. They bougth products with a farmer/peasent(Bauer) written on it, and others that fitted to the theme somehow. When i had left a black dressed woman, wearing a limegreen beany, came out and tipped at her nose, much like the one inside.
When i got outside in the early evening a man slapped at the backwindow of his car, that was parking in front of the entrance, to get attention of or irritate a puppy inside. Maybe a joke. Seemed to be a martial artist, maybe wt. He had short-shaved dark hair.

Also others these days, cannot describe everything. First two days nearly nothing. I think i described all on the afternoon of the 24th, where more than usual of them appeared.

cryptic socks

When i was outside with my bicycle( i move mostly with bicycle ) in the evening of the 12th of november, at the shopping centre in the inner city a black dressed man came towards me, he had his rigth hand at the inner pocket of his jacket, bulging it. This was obviously to represent a weapon he could draw. He was wearing high white basketball-sneakers, similar to the one from the 30th of october. He had fair longer hair, was in his 30ies, was wearing a new leather jacket and a stretch jeans for his narrow legs.

In the early evening of the 13th a lank man with a serious frozen faceexpression came towards ne, crossing the parking place of the near supermarket. He had a non-ligthed cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and was holding a cellphone at his ear, in a fixed way that fitted to his face. He was white but had afro-hair.

When i was in the inner city of the 14th at noon, a stiff stringent looking woman came towards me. She was dressed in black, wearing a plaid scarf, taller, somewhat gaunt, in her 40ies. The nobility is demanding it's authority, or so. In another street i passed two men, one said "he's a collector"( "er ist ja ein Sammler" ), the other "not everybody get's this"( "das kriegt nicht jeder" ). Just when i had passed them they walked faster, so i walked at the side and slowed down, because they were annoying. But now they moved at my speed, and a group of people came towards me, so i was fixed at the border of the pavement. Then a black dressed bitter older woman came towards me, with a similar expression like the first one i described. It was their pavement.
When i was at home in the evening, two laughing men with a ball walked down the street here. At the end one yelled the "it's my life", not as agressively accusing or taunting as usual, but a statement, to show how self-assured he is.

When i was standing in line in the near supermarket in the late afternoon of the 15th, there was a young athletic man, usually not weak, in front of me. He was wearing a plaid jacket. He snapped his lower leg to his thigh, he knew martial arts. When i had paid he was still standing there, and there was a sixpack he didn't already bag. Instead taking it or stepping to the side he walked backwards to the end at my speed, awase. He once looked at me, it was fun to him, as a matter of course.
When i was outside in the evening there was a bigger number of people coming from a sporting event, so there was police to watch the traffic. When i arrived at the streetcrossing i slowed down, two men came towards me, both dressed the same, black pants and shoes, that would fit to a suit, but in contrast to this green parkas. One was deking with his hasty steps, to stop me. Not much later i passed them again, one said when i was behind them "when one has a second team"( "wenn man noch eine 2. Mannschaft hat" ), the other agreed with a strong local dialect.
When i was outside near midnigth there was a couple with bicycles in front of me. There was no reason to expect that i was going to pass them, but the man said "there is a citizen cycling faster than we do"( "da fährt ein Bürger schneller als wir" ). The woman got to the side, and because it would otherwise make a nasty situation i passed them. When i started to do so the man added "not now, but he could"( "jetzt nicht, aber er könnte"). The man had dark curly hair, was wearing a black leather jeans, the woman had blonde long curly hair. The man did remind me one from aikido, the legs looked thinner, but it could have been the pants. He enjoyed the same sarkastic attitude.

When i was at the baker in the early morning of the 16th, there were some people in line of me( maybe two ), when they left a man and a woman entered. Seemed they belonged together. The man que-jumping passed me, the saleswoman said that i would be first, the man said he didn't see that, sublimally accusing me for invisebility. When i took what the saleswoman put on the showcase, i had to get closer, the man didn't step to the side, he was standing directly next to me. He constantly looked at me from the side, vellicating moving his head, as if targeting with it at some points on my face. Seemed to be a martial artist. He had bald shaved hair, was wearing glasses with a black frame, a leather jacket and a grey hooded shirt, he was in his 30ies. The woman was in her 50ies, she had dark curly hair.
When i was outside at about noon, three woman, 50 years or so, came towards me on a path. One stepped to the side, and while doing so she looked into my face and loudly said an "och" to taunt me, speaking like a mother would talk to a little child.
When i walked down to the near supermarket a man and a woman came up the street, the man said, in english "he's said to be a killer", and added, less clear "but he walked there". In the supermarket a salesman wearing a white coat checked the sensor of the bar with a sloppy kick when i entered. The last times i was there he was standing near the till.
When i was outside near midnigth there were seven sexual-themed ones, two of them were young men who came towards me on the low bridge, hugging each other, making a concerted step towards me, so i had to look at them, if they would stop me. They looked friendly, fun. One was wearing a glaring red shirt. Then a black dressed woman in high-heeled boots, she turned around, seemed she was waiting to do so. Then three young men/teenagers on bicycles, one said vulgar vagina word. They were all near the railwaystation. And at the end on a place a man passed me, he looked at me, he had a neatly rolled glaring red kerchief hanging next to his crotch. All within half an hour.

In the afternoon of the 17th there was a man standing in front of the church next to the near martial arts shool. He looked to somewhere above the entrance and didn't move, he had a cigarette in one hand, he had an expression as if just something happened that caugth his attention. Then i had to slow down, because a couple with a little child was in front of me. Lookes like one of their classic constallations. I think the man was one of the escrima-people.

When i was sitting in the park at about noon of the 18th, three people passed behind me on the jogging-path that encircles the park. A woman running in front, and a couple following her, with a perambulator. The man loudly says "that way she's learning it, she is watching it and will copy it"( "so lernt sie das dann, sie beobachtet das und macht das dann nach"). Obviously a joke, but somehow it sounded as if there would be a certain meaning. Never seen joggers with a perambulator on the path before, it's not the perfect surface for it. I was bicycling for a while, about 1,5h later i was again in the park, eating something. I was sitting on a bank on a wooden platform at the pond, and a couple with a perambulator came towards me. The woman said, to be heared "old, with wooden stairs, but chic"( "alt, mit Holztreppe, aber -so- chic" ). The man was wearing an greyish khaki parka, hood on, despite it wasn't cold or wet. But that way it was more obvious that it was new, looked as if he was wearing it for the first time. I had a look at similar jackets in the internet before i had left.
When i was in the laundry in the afternoon there were two people who were attached to me. The first was sitting next to me in the beginning, he snipped a little paper pelleted against my bag, and then he moves that he was attached to me, nothing special, but clearly showing this. Smaller fast and coordinated moves. His jacket was similar to mine, but he was dressed more orderly and some gel in the hair, an atlethic person. The other one was then standing near me, when i looked at him he turned around and directly looked into my eyes, he has been waiting for that. He was wearing a green fligth jacket and fashionable martens-boots, was somewhat gaunt, looked like a leftie. They knew each other, they communicated when passing each other, with their eyes. And then they didn't get on my nerves. So they were not like the usual people. Also a group of people came in, two had shaved hair, one of them was wearing a black leather vest. First i thougth that maybe they could be rigthists. The one with the vest stood in front of my washers, just when they stopped, he opened both, and asked me if this would be mine. But he was not agressive or so, looked friendly. He did remind me someone i met at a weekend-training. All machines were in use in the laundry, i thougth how many of the people could be of them. Before i left someone said "kendo". Outside a taller man in his thirties wearing a black cowboy-hat, the headband decorated with metal buttons, was standing next to the laundry, watching...a tree on the other side of the street, probably.
At home i've seen that they had added five white socks to my clothes, must have been when they were in the dryer and i was outside. The socks looked all the same, expect they all had different stripes at the seam. Two had colored in the middle, two in the outer. Two had pale pink, two pale blue, one in the middle and one outer each. And one had none, instead there was the word "artengo" on the feet. What a thougthful way to show presence.

In the morning of the 19th there were loud squelings outside, seemed that it came from the place some streets from here. Sounded like wet brakes, also voice, seemed someone has used a container as an instrument.
Maybe i've seen the first one from the laundry the day before at a pertolstation at noon, standing outside next to the entance with a cellphone. He had a static posture and a gay expression, was wearing another jacket.
When i was at the cheap supermarket in the afternoon there were some black dressed people, lefties, some patches, styled hair, in it. One of them stood there, on the other side of a low rack, facing me, talking with his girlfriend via cellphone while looking towards me. He had an androgyn voice, i should listen to his creepy niceness. When i was standing in line three of them were standing in front of me, two men and a woman, and a couple behind me. They were there because of me, don't know why, seemed to be funny but serious. On my way back a man wearing a redblack-plaid jacket came running towards me, he had a bag that made a specific noise as if lots of pills were shaked inside, it was a rattle. He looked at me, he was, or has been, a junky. He had longer, already grey hair.
In the late afternoon when i was on my way to a hifi-shop with a defekt apparatus, a fast cyclist came towards me when i arrived at the next bigger street. He was concentrating to go fast, and moving consistend. For a moment he was heading towards me, to point out that this is his track, wich leads to the street behind me, that was separated by bollards and an odd choice for going fast. I stepped to the side. He couldn't get far if he expects that all people will get out of his way, so this was to impress me. He was wearing dark sportive clothing and a cap( i have a somewhat similar, was wearing it the day before once. But at his the shape was more defined ). Could have been the one from the 23rd of october. No hope for my apparatus, the man in the shop said. I got outside, when i arrived at the street three speedy teenager with bicycles came from the left, i've seen them in the last moment, because of the corner, and stepped back. They were cycling next to each other, and used both lane and all the pavement. And didn't react on me at all, just kept formation.

Others were five sniffers these days, all the discreet ones, who aren't loud and make short defined sounds. Two gesturers who raised their elbows sideways when next to me. And at least fiveteen others.

cap mouth, cap ear

When i left home on the 4th of november, there was a young couple standing at the streetcrossing here and watching me. They seemed to be uncertain, what is different from the usual who watch me or so. The woman was wearing orange upper clothing, the jacket and what she was wearing beneath had exactly the same colour tone. After i had passed them i thougth if i had seen them before. They could have been the owners of the dog on the 27th of october, after i had talked to the man a woman had arrived at the streeetcrossing, also searching.
When i was outside in the late afternoon and came back, on top of the street here a man came towards me in the middle. He was holding his hand over his mouth, in an apace controlled move, the fingers stretched and together, the hand/fingers in vertical position. A don't-talk-gesture. He was carrying a bag and was dressed in grey, wearing a goretex-jacket, hood on.
In the evening someone walked up the street here, saying " adjusting himself again, hahahaha, hm, has this to be ? hahahahaha "( "stellt sich wieder ein, h, muss das sein, h" ). Sounded taunting.
Not much later i was at a petrol station, when i entered a girl carrying a young dog passed me. Inside there was a young man with a rucksack with plastik cups attached to it, seemed to be an angler, standing in line of me. On my way back i passed a man who was dressed somewhat similar to me in about 2000, he had a shoulder bag that seemed to be a container for an exercise/training-staff, and carried other bags in both hands.
When i was outside at nigth i passed a loudly piping man with a rucksack in the inner city.

When i came back from the near supermarket in the afternoon of the 5th, the man with the button-cap from the 31rst of october came down the street, in companion of two men of darker complexion, both looked similar and had mustaches. The two were hugging each other and constantly moving widely their arms and heads while doing so, but looking forwards, stupid acting. The man with the cap was wearing a blue jacket and black leather jeans, i thougth the buttons on the cap had a different shape, looked like knobs now, and less in number, maybe the buttons could be attached to them, not sure. When i had passed them a police-car slowly passed the streetcrossing here at constant speed.
When i had left a shopping-centre in the late afternoon there were three young (white) people standing near my bicycle, one said the racistic n-word to the other guy, the girl there didn't like it, then they left.
When i was outside at nigth two police-busses, one following the other to connect, passed at the near place. Both had only one driver inside.
And two sniffers that day.

Between 4 and 5am on the 6th someone in front of the house made a loud snorting noise, seemed he made it through pressed lips.
And two jogging sniffers, both the same, both at the park that day.

When i opened my window to air, already on the 7th, near midnigth, an older( looked like this, the way he moved ) man passed in front of the house, he capped the ear that was on the side towards me with his hand, by raising his elbow straigth in front of him, then took it back in the same way. He was wearind a dark/black flatcap and jacket, shaved hair. Nearly an our before i had raised the loudness of my stereo, to see when the speakers crank. Not so amazing, 1sec or so, but enough for one of them to do acting about it.
Half an hour later i was at a petrol station, in front of me there were two people, one seemed to be a fireman. When i was waiting a police-car passed directly in front of me/the shop, taking the station as an shortcut. When i bougth something a car stopped behind me, then one of the two men bougth "red bull". Two women, dressed in dark coats, were standing next to a petrol pump, without moving, looking at me. Before i passed them one said a louder certain "yes".
3 sniffer and 1+companion others that day.

In the early morning of the 8th i heared a loud coughing, sounded like the one i described on the 4th(evening).
In the afternoon a woman passed me in the near supermarket, she said "on the bottom"( "auf den Po" ), she then connected to her companion, who looked at me, in a brash way. They looked as if they had their experiences with alcohol/drugs, maybe early 40ies. And a tall man, in his 20ies, dressed in black, turned his head to the side, 90°, and streaked out his tongue, licking shape, after he had passed me, maybe a lefty.
In the late evening one of the "it's my life"-singers was in front of the house, then he and his companion laughed.
About half an hour i was at a petrol-station, same as on the 7th, when i stood in front of the shop/till a dark mercedes stopped behind me, two men, dressed somewhat similar to me, got out, then one bougth a "red bull", then they babbled something like "he understood it" ( "der hat schon verstanden" ). Both athletic men, one had an iroquese-haircut, but they looked more like rigthists.

In the early morning of the 9th a sniffer, a garbage collector( or dressed like this ).
In the evening someone in the inner city said "that's shit"( "...ist scheisse !" ), to be heared. So this could be about anything. He had companions, and other people around also fitted to him, maybe lefties.

When i was my way to a petrol-station( same again ) in the evening of the 10th a man and a woman, both dressed in black, came towards me, the man somewhat ironically said "alsway this self-determination"( "immer diese Selbstbestimmung" ), to be heared. I've seen him before, he worked in a copyshop.

In the early morning of the 11th a man coming towards me gave me an assertive look when i was at the baker in the railwaystation. He had some similarity with an actor in a movie, yesterday on tv. Maybe that's why.
When i was at a bank in the late afternoon a straigthforward-walker passed me when i left, so i had to step to the side.

Their sniffer were mostly routine, just the short defined noise when passing.
Wasn't so much, i have described nearly all, it's colder and rainy, wasn't outside much.
Towards the end of a year they often do less, and in some past years it had taken them a while till they got back to usual frequency.

ministry of prototyping

When i was walking to the shopping centre in the inner city, in the afternoon of the 23rd of october, near the center a man came towards me, looking at me with his eyes, but his head only turned sligthly. A robust build man, he has taken a hunchbacked posture, and his arms in a bowed outside gorilla-position, his thin lips protruded to a beak-like shape. This way he passed me, holding his expression. Maybe in his 40ies, shaved hair, black beany. In the shopping-center a woman shortchanged me( -5€ ), then i was walking outside. Two men passed me, one had a darker complexion, one said "that's so cheap"( "das ist ja billig" ) when they were next to me. It couldn't have been their idea, because they came from outside.
When i was outside with my bicycle in the evening a man was leaning at a pillar in front of the shopping center, he was constantly looking at my face, already from a bigger distance, demonstrativly with a gay expression. He was wearing a flatcap, dressed like a skinhead, had shaved hair. The last time he had shown up was on the 22nd of june, the carrier on the bridge, now he had a completely different concept.

In the early evening of the 24th there were two black dressed men standing on the other side of the streetcrossing. Both were mercurially moving their eyes, the two obviously belonged together, but they tended to look away from each other. Much later i got it how this was connected, they had taken my eye-movement when i was cycling out of context, they didn't move and didn't looked at the ground. On bicycle one is moving faster, and in the city has to pay attention at the ground, pedestrians, whatever, so the eyes are also moving faster. One was taller, long-haired and blonde, had a chin-beard, the other had shaved hair and was wearing glasses, maybe he'd shown up before.

When i was at an animal-enclosure in the evening of the 25th, three nordic-walking-women, maybe in their 50ies, with a dog came towards me. I had squat there, and the women were walking so furious straigthforward that it would have been awkward when they had passed directly behind me, so i stood up. One contemptuously shouted "he's not so big. He's a latecomer !"( " der ist nicht so gross. Das ist ein Nachkömmling !" ) towards me,didn't sound as if this would be about their dog.
When i was outside the evening, walking, a girl on a skateboard came towards me. There have been no other people there at all, but she came closer, so i stopped. She looked at me, wasn't hostile, she did not look bad. Reminded me someone i knew as a child.

When i was on my way to the cheap supermarket on the 26th, and waiting at a streetcrossing, a bigger black man, wearing glasses with a thin golden frame, came running towards me across the street, from the side. I looked at the traffic then, i usually cross when no cars are there, if red or green. When he was behind me i had the feeling that he came straigth up to me for a punching exercise. The clerk they had trained showed up in the supermarket again. Timing-exercise while pulling a cart, and pointing towards me, or the shelf behind me, and shouting "that is there"( "das ist da" ), while standing next to a granny.
In the afternoon a man on a bicycle looked at me as if he would be greeting me, could have been the one with the stucked-on mustache from the 15th october. Would also fit to the clerk today. People that show up with a complete different mindset next time are still irritating. So that's the fun for the ones that are somewhat deeper into it.
In the evening someone said with assertiveness "this waitress"( "diese Kellnerin" ), as if he would look down on something in a box or so. Maybe this was about the girl yesterday, because they didn't get her where they wanted.
When i arrived at a petrol-station in the late evening, two security-men were outside. One was talking to a group of people, the other stood in front of the entrance, and notified the others that i arrived, giving me a silly nickname. He then walked into the station, greeted me when i entered, and didn't step to the side when i took something out of the shelf. In the station there was a woman, in companion of a man, she had similarity to the one on the skateboard the day before, but bleached hair and dressed different. When i left the station the security-man greeted me again, i greeted him also, as if this would be common routine.

When i was standing in line in the near supermarket on the 27th, there were two robust-build men standing in front of me. They had both shaved heads, the one was dressed somewhat similar to me and had the same bag. Maybe rigthists. When i had payed, a black dressed slender man wearing leather jeans walked outside, seemed to be gay. He was carrying a plastik-trident with a red evil-style spearhead on a black pole. The day before, when i was at the supermarket, there was a man with new sweatshirt with these colors( pub of local rockers ), seemed that the one with the trident had to carry this on.
In the evening i've seen a black dog with a red neckerchief walking up one of the side-streets here, it seemed to be no owner near, and because the dog was irritated i decided to follow it. At the park i heared people calling, usually the owners, the dog had moved far away from them. It still seemed to be irritated, when it wanted to enter the park there were people standing in the dark, one made a noise, and with this send the dog out of the park again. The noise the man made was like noises i do typically when i want to communicate with these animals. I lost sigth at a streetcrossing. A young man, the owner, arrived at the crossing, i told him where the dog had disappeared.
I was outside in the late evening again, this time a man was standing in front of a lantern at the park, he had taken a resolute firm posture, quoting workers-posters from the 30ies. He was standing there, as if he would be guarding an entrance, arms and legs straight and somewhat spread, not moving at all. He was wearing dark clothes, kind of simple suit, that also fitted to the theme, and a flatcap. He had shaved hair, maybe it was the one from the 23rd, but i couldn't see the face, because the lantern was behind him. It highlighted the outline of one side of his head and a cheek, an edged accent. A well-elaborated figure.

On the 28th there was only one discreet sniffer.

When i was on my way to a baker in the early morning of the 29th, there was a man standing at the park, without moving, the uprigth man. An athletic man, black jacket, white pants. He remindet me the one in front of the lantern, two days ago, because of the posture he was taking. On my way back he stood in front of a tree, hamni, and as if he would be reading a note, but there was none.
When i was outside about noon, the young black teenage girl they had used passivly before passed me on a bicycle( maybe it was the same at the enclosure in my last posting ). I had the feeling that something was wrong, that maybe she was scared. Then an angry looking white woman passed me.
When i walked towards the shopping center in the inner city a dark black man on a bicycle demonstrativly nodded towards me, like a routinated greeting. He was wearing a military shirt and cap, also bag. In the shopping centre there was a discreet sniffer and two older turkich( or so ) men looking into my eyes.
When i was outside in the evening a man on a bicycle came up to me, he looked into my eyes while opening and closing fingers and thumb of his left hand, blabbermouth. He was blonde and had a chin beard, could have been the same of the two from the 24th. Also he did remind me someone i knew. Few streets further there has been someone where i think maybe i've known him about 10 years ago.

When i was outside on the 30th, i heard a little girl say "thats a ...igger"( "das ist ein ...igger" ), seemed she was repeating something someone explained her. I didn't understand the first consonant, but it must have been "digger", it came from a playground. The next person, in front of the next streetcrossing, was a dark black man. On my way back, near home, two dark black men on bicycles passed me, the first one was wearing the same glasses as the one on the 26th.
When i was outside in the evening, near where the child said "...igger" i passed a man with a cellphone, who was standing between the cars. He was wearing a parka, black jogging pants and high white baseball-sneakers. Could have been one of their martial artists, maybe from the near school. I had only a short look at him, he was wearing glasses, the frame looked similar to these golden ones.

In the early afternoon of the 31rst i passed a black-haired, somewhat wiry, man who stood in an entrance, he was holding a cellphone at his ear, looked in my direction and said "you have this date at the ministry, don't you ?!"( "du hast doch diesen Termin im Ministerium, nicht ?" ). He spoke "date at the ministry" louder, an insistent meaning. Few streets further, when i arrived back, there was a man walking down the street, he was wearing a military-styled cap, with a line of polished-looking buttons pinned at the front. I couldn't see a motif, maybe they just had a plain polished look. All the same size, same gap to the next, orderly, looked somewhat like a satellite-theme. He did some abrupt correction to his direction, had his hands in his pockets and pressed his elbows against the torso, so he appeared more slender than he was. When i had opened the entrance door he walked towards me, as if he wanted to enter also, and looked directly into my eyes, without showing any reaction, like programmed. He had grey eyes, was already between the cars in front of me when i turned around, but then walked down the narrow pavement. Maybe in his late 40ies, also military-styled jacket, his loafers and dark pants looked like ones older people often like to wear. Seemed to be kind of prototyped occult rightist.
When i was outside with my bicycle in the afternoon, a young man passed me in a suburb, he said "sex bomb", he had his lips but not his jaws opened, that way that he presented both upper and lower teeth, he had his lower jaw shifted to the side, this gave his mouth a toonish look. Before this, only short distance further, a man with a perambulator crossed my way, so i had to slow down. He gave me a neurotic look, so it seemed that he was there for this.
In the late afternoon i was in a hifi-shop, when i looked at the goods two men came from the next room, a clerk and a customer, and stood next to me. The customer said towards me, blending me with the products, that such hifi-systems( the ones i had read about before ) would be also flagging( schwächeln ) with time. He sounded as if he had meditated about hifi-system and mixed his voice up.

Between 3 and 4am of the 1rst of november my neighbour above me had the idea to sometimes knock against the heater.
In the afternoon i was at a shopping centre, when i arrived at the entrance a discreet routinated sniffer passed me, he was walking fast, determined, was wearing a yellow goretexjacket and red pants, signal-like variations on buddhist colours.

In the early morning of the 2nd the seller in a newspapershop said "this is the rest"( "das ist der Rest" ) when giving me the change, sounded as if it could have a double meaning.
In the afternoon two conservativly dressed people, a man and a woman, came around the corner at the next streetcrossing from here, the man said, while widely swinging his briefcase upwards "everything is so expensive"( "das ist alles so teuer" ), in a somewhat childish way.

At 1:30am on the 3rd there was a dingdong-ditch.
I had drunken a some beer, and ignored their taboo, dooing a few steps. It's more like medical rehab than anything else.
I was outside at about 4am, two streets from here four people came towards me. One was walking some distance in front of the three others, the one in front was wearing a black parka, hood on, the others olive green jackets/parkas, two men and a woman. When the one in black had passed me, one of the others raised a hand above his head(shomen) and came runing towards me, hopping from one leg to the other, widely swinging his upper body. He was shouting "i know him"( "den kenne ich" ) towards me, the woman laughed. When i had crossed the street i looked back at them, the one who came towards me was watching me.
When i was outside in the early evening i passed a man who sayd "i-do-see", in engish, one word. At least late 40ies, usually not weak, he was wearing a red jacket and white pants, maybe from a gi, and he had long sleek black hair, maybe a peruke.
There have also been repeatedly people who came up to me that so i had to stop that day, maybe some of them were connected to this man.
When i was outside in the evening a black man at the railwaystation turned consistendly his head around and looked into my eyes, the lantern behind him highligthed a part of the iris of one eye, it was shining in a dark blue, like glass, despite the man was dark and the shape of his face was also black. Seemed that this was to continue with the one in front of a lantern on the 27th. On the other side of the streetcrossing there was a sniffer, later someone with a cellphone loudly said "yoga" when i passed him. At the park there were some younger people with olive-green jackets, one was railing " think about that"( "denk doch mal nach" ), could have been the ones from 4am.
In the late evening some people were serenading a strophe "...stand against the stake(->torture-post)..." ( "stell dich an den Marterpfahl" ), they sounded innocent and conservative, happy, a man and maybe two women, in front of the house here. Then they were clinking bottles, saying the city name and "the whole crowd"( "die ganze Menschenmenge" ).
I was outside again, not much later, when i came back about 3/4h after the serenade, street up here there were some people standing at the corner, a woman said with a naive voice "that is really that way"( "das ist tatsächlich so" ), could have been the singers.

In the beginning i've described the very most, there haven't been so much, and to the end maybe 2/3 or so of them, an average.

always the same

On the 16th of oktober there was a sniffing jogger, dressed with their favourite blue upper clothing, when i was outside with my bicycle.
In the afternoon when i was on my way to the laundry, there was a man wearing dirty work-clothing, standing at a waste bin. He looked at me, friendly, as if he would know me. I looked also somewhat friendly. He looked again at me, the same way. I too. Again. I just passed him. He was still putting something in the bin. I think he made something before, looks like a leftie. When i had left the laundry there was a black man standing, when i passed in front of him he raised his arm to look at his watch, specially high, so it looked somewhat like saluting, at a bigger distance away there was a car honking, with the timing it seemed to be a response. When i passed the yoga-centre i mentioned in my last posting a woman, in her 20ies, black long curly hair, came towards me, she looked demonstrativly at the entrance in a disturbed way. Maybe a "test".
That day the one above me was cleaning up, so this is also constant noises, but it's different to these consistent rhythmic ones i described in my last posting. These were steps, with things putted on the floor added to, wich touched repeatedly the carpetless floor before they stood still. Sounded like cups and some heavier, maybe roundisch. And something else, wich seemed to have a meaning, kind of presentation.

When i came from a baker in the early morning of the 17th, walking, a person wearing an olive parka and black newish pants crossed the street and made a sniffing noise before passing me.
Near noon i was in the inner city. At he beginning a somewhat darker man with a mustache, wearing an earthy orange jacket, came towards me. He had walked a consistent curve, he wasn't big but seemed to be strong, and wanted me to recognize this. Some distance away there was a taller black dressed man wearing a headscarf, gangsta-style, and a fligth jacket, he had a look at me, then turned around and walked away, moving sneaky. The next was a gesturer, wearing a jacket of their favourite blue, also some white and black, and an unfolded umbrelle( there has been some rain, but not so much ), he touched somewhere his face when next to me, just routine. At the streetcrossing there was a man coming down in the middle of the street, wearing a hooded sweater, hood on, he had a skateboard in his rigth, tensioned upper body and arms, somewhat spread, he resembled a stereotypy figure, balrog or superknigth or so. If it would have been only him maybe it would just have been for fun, but he added to the one with the orange jacket.
When i was at the inner city in the early evening there was a black man on the other side of a streetcrossing. Then, when all started to move, he was shouting a sillable, i looked at him, he had looked at me, now changed to look forwards, his eyes seemed somewhat to get stuck in between. He was wearing a pale yellow jacket and white pants, had a grey full beard, maybe the only one they had at this age among the blacks.( I have seen him before, not long ago, in the park. He was dressed the same, there he consistently turned around, holding his zipper-tail as if it would be his.) Not much later three or four dark black males came from the rigth, when i was in line of them one was impulsively shouting something. Maybe about twenty years, younger than their blacks usually are.
At nigth i woke up, i heared some people outside, despite they were street up and the window was closed. I opened it, there was a group of people talking loudly, upset. Seemed they reacted as i opened the window and switched the ligth on. They were the people who liked to sing "it's my life". They came down the street, in front of the house they shoutet a specially loud "it's my life", doesn't sound funny, sounds like marking stomping ground.

When i was at the cheap supermarket before noon on the 18th, two black dressed young man hurryed to enter directly before me. Younger than 20, the one taller, wearing a fligth jacket, the other smaller, a metal-fan with a palestinian scarf. When i was outside again on the pavement below me an older sniffer passed, then a younger man, somewhat darker complexion, wearing work-pants, passed me upstairs, rubbing his small nose.
When i left home in the afternoon at the streetcrossing here a black woman came towards me from the left. On a bigger street i passed a black man, not much further there was another black man waiting at the opposite traffic ligth. All had noticeable the same skin tone/complexion. At green ligth a (white) man greeted him loudly "always the same people !"( "immer die gleichen Leute" ), then they shaked hands in the middle of the street. Maybe an acting that should symbolically scale down their influence among the blacks.Later two lefties on bicycles came towards me, a man and a woman with long red curly hair, the man rotated his head and said with a stupid childish voice "and then i'll get on a uniform" (" und dann zieh ich mir 'ne uniform an ").
I have been outside in the early evening, when i came back a conservativly looking woman wearing a red jacket made an acrib very defined noise that sounded like spitting, before i arrived at the entrance.
In the evening the "it's my life"-singers had met again street up.They had a loud conversation, with women, maybe two. The singers appeared more agressive at the beginning, the day before it sounded somehow like this, also. Finally two of them came down the street, at the house here one laughed demonstrativly very loud, derisively, then clapped the back of his hand into the palm of the other.

On the 19th i felt very sick all the day, headache, and my hands were cold, like reptiles. I was outside to draw some animals, at the beginning on my way a gesturer came towards me, he grapped his rigth ear with his left hand in a somewhat mechanik move, otherwise showed no movement related to this. He looked agressively, had a darker complexion, maybe early 40ies, wearing a black jacket. Short time later a sniffer passed me, a grey-haired man wearing a black jacket, his expression was similar to the gesturers. When i was sitting at an enclosure there was a group of people at the next bank, an adult couple, a black girl, a boy and a little girl. The boy and the little girl came towards me, the boy showed me a book(about local landscape) and asked me if this would be mine, i denied. The little girl was sprightly, the boy asked me again and ordered the girl to step to the side, for no reason, seemes to result from his upbringing. They walked back, the man explained with a restraint voice that they will place the book on the bank. At the next enclosure, there was also a book placed at the bank there, as if a set square was used for this. It was about drawing and landscape. On my way back i passed two men sitting on a bank, one said with a hectik unspooling voice "there a habit will be free"(" da wird eine Wohnung frei "), when i passed in front of them. So this seemed to say that they were watching someone dying.

When i woke up in the morning of the 20th i heared these odd sneeze- like shouts from above me, two times. They sounded panicked, also complaining, accusing. Maybe there were two people there.
When i was at the baker a young black girl was at the streetcrossing, i've seen her only from behind, as the one from the group with the book yesterday, they had obvious similarity, same hair and complexion. Maybe it is the same that has been passivly used for an an acting before, when an agressive man came up to me.
When i had left a shop at noon, a woman looked at me as if she would be my naturally total superior.
And two sniffers that day, one was a man on a street-bicycle.

At nigth of the 21rst, near 2am, someone walked down the street here and loudly and cranky said towards a woman, down the street "i'm coming( ich komme ), aikido", both sounded as if it would have the same meaning, and he repeated this. Maybe half an hour later there was a noise down the other street here, kind of blow, sounded somehow as if from an engine, then there were some people talking, relaxed "so he should( if he likes )"(" soll er doch ").
Before noon on the streetcrossing here a man explained to an older woman "that's just a common human".
When i was inside a shop in the railwaystation before noon a man passing outside said "go to asgard"(in english), i looked at him, he was an asian, maybe japanese. Then the back reflector on my bicycle was turned around, forwards. When i was drinking my coffee outside a couple passed, the man said something like "but he hasn't become so strong"(" er ist ja nicht so stark geworden ").
When i left home in the afternoon there was a couple standing on the other side of the street, looking at me, as if they had waited for watching me. Around the next corner a man came out of the entrance in front of me, the house opposite, he looked at me, his fixed specially glossy eyes wide open. He came towards me, as if he hadn't seen me, but he didn't change face-expression or so, seemes he wanted to show he his eyes, that looked like glass. A bodybuilded man, he had similarity to the one from aikido here who wasn't hostile.

In the nigth, on the 22nd, someone wiping a tube or so, that it sounded like a yelling cat( they have used this before ), came up the street, and stopped making this noise when he was in front of the house. About an hour later a car stopped for a moment at the streetcrossing here, then there was a rumbling noise.
When i was outside in the afternoon at the streetcrossing at the park there was a man on a bicycle, he had a sligthly gloating smile, maybe he was there to watch me. He had shaved hair, was wearing sunglasses, and looked like fascist/pimp whatever. Then street up there were two lefties walking on the other side of the street, the smaller one looked at me, maybe i knew him once, he had similarity to the "f@ck berlin"-shouter at the bridge, i described in a previous posting. He was dressed in black except a camoflage-basecap. Maybe this was to quote "uniform"-leftie from the 18th.
When i passed on the street in front of the fries-hut at the park in the evening a woman laughed tauntingly, it's common that they do something like this when it's dark.

Have described most of them.
My neighbor once opened his door when i did, just to show. And the usual toilet-following.

wedding station

On the 12th of october there wasn't much, few people, low intensity. A just-timing-gesturer was dressed somewhat similar to me, especially the jacket, they liked to sometimes do so in the last time.

When i was outside at noon on the 13th, two people on bicycles passed me, i think i knew them once from a dojo. The woman looked at me in a personal way, that's ugly, because she has showed demonstrativly before that she is against me. There was also a just-timing nosegesturer, an older woman at the park who seemed to make this as a sign to another woman, when i looked at her. And at a bicycle-shop a woman, who was working there, came out when i arrived, making a sniffing noise, but not directed at me. When i came back home two younger women came downstairs, after they had passed one made a sniffing noise, like the one at the bicycle-shop.
When i walked to the near supermatket in the early afternoon, a bristly unshaved man on a bicycle came towards me from across the parking area in front of it, fidgetly pointing at his upper jaw, a little to the rigth below his nose, while forming his mouth to a small round exactly shaped hole.
When i was outside in the afternoon, some passengers walked that way that i had to head directly to a baby in a perambulator, facing me. When i turned to the side the woman there said a babytalkish "you had luck"(" Glück gehabt ") to the baby. Later i bougth a coffee at a place, it was too strong and tasted extremely bad, so i couldn't drink it all. The more i drunk the worse it tasted, like cigarette inside. I got home to wash my mouth.
I felt a little strange, wouldn't wonder if it wasn't all coffee, but it wasn't much. I got outside again, when i was passing a petrol-station a black dressed man came towards me and made a sniffing noise, just loud enough that i could hear, but acrid, working with my perception.

After 3am on the 14th a man walked up the street here, talking with two different voices. A thin high-pitched desperate hysteric head-voice, without a break repeatedly exchanged by a cincere deep calm bodyvoice, as if two people would have a conversation. The high voice was fast, didn't understand, general doubts about anything or so. The deep said "i know this, this has nothing to say"( "das kenne ich, das hat nichts zu sagen" ). Sounded really like a well-known german rapper. Funny.
In the early morning i was at the railwaystation, just when i arrived at about 6am at the entrance-door two black men came out, looked somewhat like ready for whatever would happen. One was wearing a palestinian scarf. I walked inside the station, to see when/if the shops will open, a man from the security, wearing a dark blue uniform with a white "security"( in englich, without "db") in a red field on the backside stepped to two others, when i looked at him his body had an impulse as from an electric shock. He wasn't doing big movements or getting unbalanced or so, just an very abrupt move that was present all over his body. Then he said a clear formal "thanks"( "Danke." ). Seemed this was ironically for tieying his body-exercise to me. I got back and stood in line at the baker. There was a group of young people at the entrance-door, one of the two males and a young girl were fastly talking and tussling, seemed they knew each other well. Then the boy said really loud "will they still grow" (" wachsen die noch "), this was blatantly about breast. I was somewhat irritated, but none of the people surrounding me showed a reaction. I looked at the two tussling, now the girl said "yes, yes, i know, the technic" ( "jaja, ich weiss, die Technik" ), wich sounded like a sexual comment. The girl hadn't already reached puberty, the others were still teenagers. So this was some staging, whith an obvious sexual context, while at least for me clearly staging it was at least really annoying. If i would have said something it probably would have been about arm-length and blocking, and i would to be blamed for, because of my thougths. When i walked towards the entrance the boy took the girl on his arms and carryed her outside, closely followed by the two others, that way that while leaving the station it looked as if they were a unit with me. He was carrying her high, demonstrativly, a stealing-the-bride-figure( Brautklau ), the woman in front of me was wearing white pants and was clicking at every step with her black stiletto-heeled shoes. The witnesses to the marriage. On my way back there were two people or so, to have a look at me.
When i was outside at noon at the streetcrossing at the next sidestreet there was a police-bus parking. When i came closer two policemen came out, one shouted " i will just go to the office leader "( "ich geh gleich mal zu dem Amtsführer" ). He was really loud, sounded if something would be going on now, he said it towards the building, there is a yoga-school inside. When i came back home in the street at the near church a big dark dressed man with pale grey hair and short full beard came towards me, he formed his mouth to a simple horizontal slit, the lips inside, and at his rigth side he was pressing his tongue, so maybe a third of the slit was filled that way. An mathematically exact mouth-symbol, as the hole-face the day before, so that was the other side now. Could have been a policeman.
When i was outside in the afternoon at a bigger streetcrossing with little traffic a black woman on a bicycle turned in from the left, when she was near me she demonstrativly pressed her left forefinger at her nostril, with a big move of her arm, and made a loud sniffing noise, an unambiguous gesture, as demonstrativly as possible. Maybe the two women who came across the street also belonged to this, because one was also black, about same age, the timing, and no one else near. I said something like "yes, certainly". When i was sitting in the near park two black dressed women pased me, the one closer to me was tall, slender, she said with a stereotypical pronunciation "i have to keep attention that my thougths won't rotate, or i wouldn't stay in the middle"( "ich muss aufpassen das meine Gedanken nicht rotieren, sonst bleibe ich nicht in der Mitte" ). I said "what a bs"( "so ein Sche!ss" ), not loud, but won't wonder if they heared this. Maybe they were from the yoga-centre. And now with some pressure they could be made rotate at me. Not much later a sniffer passed me in the same direction, a sweaty jogger.
This day they had twenty people who were obvious (including direct companions), maybe about twice that at all.

When i was at the baker in the early morning of the 15th, on my way back there were two people, one was talking with a high fast weak voice, the other said with a deeper rough filling voice " oh god", the vocal of "god" sounds much like english, so this was a unsettling derailing version to the speaker from early yesterdy. A bad copy.
When i was looking for some clothing in a sportshop at noon a bigger man was glad to say a sarkastic "my shopping" (" mein Einkauf ") behind me. In the shopping-center a man who made a flicking noise passed me, then a tall blonde man came towards me who had an moustache that was usually stucked on, one of these things with curved-up-ends, as one can see on the oldest photos. Then a man passed me, sweeping demonstrativly his long chin-beard. I think all in their 30ies, taller than me. The one with the moustache reminded me someone from aikido.
When i came back my neighbour above did constantly noises for about 15 minutes, walking, moving a furniture, not much, just that it makes a sound, putting thinks on the carpetless floor. He had his system or rhythm to grant that it is consistent. He also did before i left, maybe also about 1/4h or so, not sure.
When i arrived in the park in the afternoon three children were crossing the meadow, they had plastic-ken in different colours, they started to playfully fence, but it was obvious that they knew real training. When i later left the park i passed a silver-colored car in good condition, the door was open, the woman inside had one leg outside, she said a snotty "the burgomaster"(" dea büageämeisstaa "). Fits to the cops from yestarday.
I was outside in the late afternoon again, cycling beneath a scaffolding, before i got out a man passed, he looked at me and grinned, exposing his upper teeth as much as possible, changing his face-expression immediatly from one moment to the other. He looked somewhat like an outlander, and also somewhat gay, but it was like a mask, what it should make me think. Maybe because it's common to respond a surprising face by somehow imitating it, so he could project his ideas at me. He looks like the one from aikido who did most for them, exept the face-expression, and he had darker hair. If he was this, he had done better before. This time i was outside there have been also three sniffers/nosegesturers.
When i was outside in the evening a couple stepped out from between the cars, the man said a sentence about family-problems to the woman, and with this also towards me. Could have been one from aikido again. I described someone wearing a yellow t-shirt at the laundry in a posting before, there i thougth already. But it was dark now, i'm not sure. He was carrying a wrapped straw-mat under his arm.
There was a samurai-movie on tv yesterday, maybe that was the reason.
When i was back my neighbour did these rhytmik consistent noises an 3/4h. And otherwise sometimes, and the toilet, of course.