funny fireball

In the recent time they showed less activity than usual, and often not even real pressure behind it, but the last days they found back to their usual frequency.
The least is to show up only once a day, just to say that they are there, exept the 12th, when i was outside only once for a short time no one showed up( don't know if the loudspeaking people at nigth were some of them ).
I'll describe where they put some attention to detail.

On the 13th of july i was at the baker at the railwaystation( on my way there was one of them, an orderly dressed sniffer ) in the early morning, there was a group of people in front of the station, a woman who belonged to them loudly said "krikel-krakel" (wich maybe means something like badly done "sketchy") when i arrived. On the ramp that leads to the entrance there was one of them, a big man with short hair, a few fleshy frowns on his forehead, he gave me a derisive laugh. When i was waiting an energetically nosescratcher passed me, maybe one of them, the scratching was part of his moving system. Just when i had payed a man who had also bougth something there said " Thank you the same to you" ("Danke gleichfalls") to me while passing. So his alibi was that theoretically he could have said it to the baker, too late, but then it was obvious that it was adressed to me. He had a darker complexion, a slender man, hair to a ponytail, he was wearing a dark blue jacket with an embroidered red oriental ornament on his back. Outside he connected to some people waiting for him, maybe the one with the "krikel"-woman, and then they passed the street, clearly moving as a group. So this should show that they gave it "back" to me. Maybe artists.

In the morning of the 14th, just when i had left the house, two children, a girl and a boy, maybe 6 or 7 years, came up the street, the girl was always singing loudly "we are a super team" and a few times "that's none of your business" (wir sind ein super team/das geht euch gar nichts an), and then once, at the end "there-lives-my-friend" (da-wohnt-mein-freund), don't know where she pointed at, was behind me. So she said "friend" in the way that it was "the" friend, so her companion could not have been "the" friend...wich basically would only make sense if it was about a sexual relationship, and with that it would put the singing in this context.
In the afternoon i was visiting my parents. When i cycled up the street there was a black man, who stated to move when i had seen him. When i had turned in the next street he came up to me from the side, aping my face expression. This was a timing-exercise, he moved at a consistent speed, didn't need to hurry, because he was so attached to me. Maybe he showed up before, they have one black who seemed to live in the house where this one was standing in front of. One of the very few who are neither bald nor have rastas, they did him past their black main phase, because he lives in the neighbourhood. But i cannot be sure if he was this, because they are so many and like to work with people who look similar.
He was wearing a plaid shirt, and few streets later there was a bald shaved black man waiting at a streetcrossing, not moving at all, wearing the same shirt. Then my father was wearing a shirt with a similar pattern.
When i was looking out of the window at my parents a man in a pale blue t-shirt walked down the street, when he'd already passed he turned his head and looked up to me, directly into my face, with the usual assertiveness. He lives in that street, i think he's a journalist.

In the early evening of the 16th a black dressed man (t-shirt&shorts) came towards me, he raised his rigth arm fastly and moved it immidiatly back the same way, while he showed no reaction otherwise, so it was a body exercise, to only move the arm. Looked somewhat like a greeting. The next of them, some streets later, yelled the name of someone i knew once, back in the 90ies( not a common name ), he repeated this and then yelled "the petrol station is over there" ("da ist die Tanke"), except me there was only one person, an athletic black dressed (t-shirt&shorts) man with short hair who didn't react on this. I looked at the yeller, he was one of two men standing in front of an entrance, he had his left arm risen, pointing vaguely towards the petrol station, he was an athletic person, the other one was standing behind him, somewhat to the side. It was a roman caesar-posture.
Merged with the rising arm before the result would be the "deutsche Gruss"( maybe the one i knew became a rigthist, he always had sympathies for this, but i don't know really. He was a close friend of my brother, but this was past this ).

When i was sitting in the park in the afternoon of the 17th, there were two fire-breathers on the meadow. They rarely did, but when they did they made really huge fireballs. They never did when i looked at them( i was reading a book ), somehow i had the feeling that they paid attention to this. There were three people sitting next to them, like their private little audience. But this people, who belonged to them, and all had the same posture, sitting parallel like passengers, did not look at them, they stared to no where. At least for a while they did so, seemed to be part of this arrangement.
On the next day i've read that there was a big phosphor-accident with a train in the ukraine, on the internet the first news in german appeared about one hour before the firebreathers.

On the 18th on the other side of the street there were a woman followed by a man,both on bicycles. They weren't fast, and the man was close behind her, fis frontwheel was next to her backwheel. Then he braked hard with the frontwheel of his mtb, so his backwheel came up. He dropped himself to the side, and reached out with both arms to the ground, and he had his rigth arm clearly bowed, so it looked as if he wanted to make a budo-tumbling.
He did this in the moment when i looked at them. Then he stood up and looked at his palms.
He was wearing a blue t-shirt with yellow collar.
At the weekend i had ordered the pc-game "fallout" (the character starts with a blue and yellow suit), when i came back it had arrived.

The last days they liked some speaking.
On the 22nd a man came out of the near record shop before i passed, demontrativly stopped, both feet next to each other, he gave me a pressed look. He had a dark full beard, and he was wearing a pale orange sweatshirt. Maybe it was his shop, it was sunday.
WWhen i was outside in the evening there was a man on a turquoise newish bicycle, and his upper clothing had the same saturated turquoise tone. The bicycle had pale tires, and he was wearing pants of the same colour. He was cycling freehanded, and he had his left arm pressed at his back. This was when i arrived at the park, at the end of it there were two female jogger, they also had both turquise upper clothing, but black pants, they walked and one said "my knee is twisted"( ich habe mir das Knie verdreht ).

shft-shft

When i was in the near supermarket in the afternoon of the 4th of july i had to wait specially long when standing line up. The card of the man in front of me couldn't be readed, he had no cash. He was wearing dark conforming jeans jacket and pants, black boots without laces, up to his knees, already greyhaired, seemed to be gay. After waiting some time i asked, the female clerk said that she would close the till, i went over to the other one. Just when i stood line up there the former till worked again, there were fewer people than here, so i moved again. Seemed to be funny. And now there were some more in front of me. When i left the supermarket in the door a man passed me who looked at my face and made a gesture, touching his solar plexus. Maybe a rigthist, he was obviously just waiting for this.

In the late afternoon/early evening of the 5th at the streetcrossing at the market/parking place there was a man on a bicycle next to me, he looked at me as if this would have something to say, and if i would have to like him. When i had crossed the place he stood next to me again at the sstreetcrossing, and looked at me this way. I bougth me something at the baker on the other side of the street, when i came out a man on a bicycle passed me, he had the same expression, and behind him there was a cyclist who stuck out his tongue far, then holding it. All about 40 or so, an average. On my way back i passed a man who was wearing a washed out jacket with "instructor line" was printed on his back in yellow, i had the impression that he wanted me to read this
At nigth/late evening i heared a woman scream, it sounded as if something would be going on, i got outside but couldn't hear anything no more.

In the morning of the 6th i was at the baker at the railwaystation. There were two persons wearing dark uniforms at the entrance, and when i was standing line up a man wearing a new dark blue sweatshirt with "eldersheim" written in yellow uncial on his back past me (The evening day before i bougth something that sounded much like this). Seemed he was the continuation of "instructor line". He was dressed that he looked like uniformed, black pants. On my way back near home i heared a very loud yelled yawn behind me, i turned around, it was a man in a white bus waiting at a streetcrossing, watching me.
When i walked to the shopping centre in the inner city in the late afternoon a young man passed me and made a sniffing noise, just when i had left home. I turned around, he had a key and opened the door of the house. Then in front of the near copyshop some of them were around me, fastly moving, i think four of them, two raising their hands, maybe a communication for their timing. On the other side of the street there was a man dressed with a pale khaki jacket and black pants, he did remind me a martial arts teacher. But it's 7 years ago, not sure. Then on my way a big athletic, usually bodybuildet man with claen bald shaved head, completely dressed in black, passed me. He was wearing a kind of uniform, his cap, synthetic jacket, pants, boots all black, he was pedaling fastly in a low gear. When i had seen him first he was next to another completly black dressed person, a fully cloaked muslim woman. Near the entrance a black woman with two little children passed me, then in front of the rotatory door there was a whistling man standing, he looked in their direction, he was standing there as if he would be the owner of something, maybe the rotatory door.
When i was outside in the evening two streetcrossings from here 3 teenagers passed very close to me, they were all talking at once, when they were directly next to me one said very loud, popping clearly out of his bustling muttering "manslaugtherer" and "Berlin", in the way that it could have been part of a joke he was telling the others ( hörte sich nach "kommt ein Totschläger nach Berlin" an). Their speakers usually have something else they could focus on, as an alibi. A cellphone, a companion. Later two men passed me, one said fastly "if the staff would be somewhat longer", maybe this was to get the martial arts i did once connected to the red mosque riot in Pakistan.

At 1:50 am on the 7th someone yelled three times "wanker" ("Wixer") in front of the house here. Sounded if it would be a part of a song, mixed in. Three times the same, a rhytm. He had a companion, a girl, two tenagers, they walked up the street. Then they came back, they had some text, something like the end of their relationsship, it really sonded as if they were reading it from a sheet.
In the evening i passed two persons, a bodybuildet athletic skinhead with a camouflage-jacket, a big "steinar" on his back, and his companion, a man with a moustache. I already thougth if they would be of them, just because rigthists normally are.
In the next bigger street i bougth me fast food, when i was waiting the skinhead went into the pub on the other side, diagonally over the streetcrossing. Then he stepped out, now without jacket( black t-shirt with white word )and stood there facing towrds me. He was looking at his cellphone, concentrated on this as if this was a mission, then he walked inside.

In the morning of the 8th a loud chopper rode down the street here, at the end he turned around and rode it back. When i looked out of the window short time later a man with a jacket imilar to mine, but with a german flag on his sleeve( it's not a military jacket ) marched on the other side of the street.
When i was outside in the evening there have been noticeable more rigthist than usual, on my way back two black scooter passed me, the one made the same sound as the chopper in the morning, but not as loud.
When they do a decreased repeat it lookes as if they want to proof that it had nothing to say.
When i was outside at nigth a young man on a bicycle passed me, when he came closer he hlded his rigth hand against his chest, he had something in his hand and made a noise with it, several "shft-shft", i think it was a boxcutter with a plastic handle and he fastly moved the blade in and out repeatedly.
At the petrol station there was a sniffer behind me, still a teenager, with a fair blue hooded shirt/jacket.

When i was at the cheap supermarket on the 9th and standing line up, the moustached clerk who has often showed that he is one of them stood at the other till, looked at me, then came over at this till. The woman at the till seemed to be a little irritated when he rattled at the drawer next to her. Maybe he tried to signalize to her that he that wanted to take her place now ?
Then he came over and stood near me. Then he decided to stand line up behind me, there was one person between us. But he obviously had nothing he wanted to buy. When i looked again at him he was still standing line up, now he had folded his arms.
When i was at a railwaystation in the evening i had to wait somewhat, because the clerk was loudly talking to someone who had asked for the way, in english. The last time i was at this petrol station, two days before, it was much the same. Now a woman who obviously just had a shower stood next to me, when i stepped to the side because someone came in she aped my steppes. Before i had left home i made an ironically comment about "waterboarding" in an online forum.

At 1:30 am on the 10th i heard a fizzling noise from the next streetcrossing from here. I already thougth the next time i would hear it it would usually be at the streetcrossing here. And then i heared it here, seemed to be someone whirling with a tube.
When i was outside in the early afternoon there there was a teenager crossing the street here at the next bigger street, he tipped at his cheek with his left forefinger. I looked at he other side of the street, there was a teenage girl on a bicycle who also tipped her sheek, to demonstrate that it was a gesture. It seemed to be fun to her, and the teenager on this side moved faster, a tree was between him and me, and he moved at this speed that he constantly used it as cover, despite he couldn't see me no more-he was pedestrian, i passed on a bicycle.

On the 11th i have seen the "steinar"-skinhead and his companion from the 7th again, and short time later someone who could have been the black dressed one from the 6th, but now with blue jeans and rectangular glasses. But i'm not sure, however he had much the same jacket and clean shaved bald head. His expression was much like the one of the skinhead before, seemed to be worried when he looked at me, maybe the one before just wanted to get out of the rain, but it fits.
And this day there have been several people who looked at me the way that it seemed it said something to them, or even that it should say something to me, but not hostile.
When i was outside in the late evening/at nigth someone was greeting me, sounded friendly, but i didn't remember him. Just before this someone who had about the same jacket and haircut had passed me, holding his chin hgher than usual and looking to the side, as if he wanted to present his head like a sculpture. After the greeter had passed i heared a comment, something like "there won't happen anything no more" (" da kommt wohl nicht mehr viel "), a younger man, speaking in a sarcastic way i have heared before.

About 40 of them within 13 1/2h these days, with companions and everything maybe twice this.

marsian humor

When i was at the baker in the morning of the 26th of june, two times a police bus passed me, within 10 minutes. The second one turned in a side street in front of me before i did, on my way back.
In the evening, near the church in the next bigger street, a couple with a daugther came towards me, the man had short hair and sunglasses, maybe a rightist. He said : "stiletto...flat, too...shit"( "Stilett...auch platt...Schei$se" ).
Maybe this was inspired by the a new tire on my bicycle.

When i was outside in the nigth of the 27th, in the next parallel street a man stepped out of a pub/cafe when i passed, he had a cellphone and said "titts, you will have them with you again ?" ( "Titten, hast du sie wieder mitgebracht ?" ), he wanted this to be heared. On my way back near home a policebus passed close to me. After he had passed he corrected it's course to the mid of the street.

In the early morning of the 28th there have been three starer at the railwaystation, all with the same concentrated expression. Two of them looked like rigthists, all not much older than 20.
In the morning a woman in front of the house loudly said a sillaby, a "thoe", directed at the window, it sounded as if she would be standing in the room, despite the window isn't ground level and the blinds were down.
When i was outside in the afternoon for about 15min. some of them passed me, giving me a strained look. The first was a woman who came down the street here on a bicycle when i stepped out of the entrance, and then on my way some of them who looked at me the same way, i think it was four times.
The next time i stepped out of the entrance a girl( teenager ) on a bicycle came down the street and looked at me that way.
They had all the same expression.
When i was outside in the early evening again, i think two. And there have been three dark black man at the low bridge, who showed in a subtle way that they were of them, the first touched his shoulder bag that this could say something, the next had a brigth orange (of the tone they had used twice in the last time )cap, the next one turned his head, looking in this strained way. On my way back a black man walked in front of me in the pedestrian area in the inner city. Before i passed him he raised both arms in a somewhat biblic posture and yelled "allah". A woman came towards him, it was a greeting. He was dressed in a fantastic way, he was wearing a blue cape that showed a cross. Seems to be a clown to the hypno-jesus from the 25th.
When i was outside in the evening one more starer, seemed to be a rightist.
When i was at a petrol station at nigth two lefties, a man and a woman, came towards me, the man bend down while coming closer, staring at my bicycle and said "is there really need for it ?"( "braucht mans wirklich" ).

When i was outside in the afternoon of the 29th a man on a bicycle passed me, he was touching his bag with a strained expression, to get my attention, then a man dressed in a fine black suit with a yellow and black diagonally striped tie came towards me, he turned his head to the side and touched his nose with his left hand in a wide gesture. In his other hand he had a case. Maybe a lawyer.
In the early evening a woman came towards me when i turned in a street, despite-or because- i was wearing sunglasses she stared directly into my eyes, she had her eyes wide open.
In the evening i passed a man who looked somewhat like a rigthist, camouflage trousers, then a man who looked also somewhat like this came out of the entrance of a cinema towards me, he looked at me, he had his hands very tensed, to show that theey are strong. Later, on the low bridge, i passed two big bodybuilded bald shaved skinheads, each of them had a sixpack of beerbottles, one made a nosegesture, holding his nostril between forefinger and thumb.
Just when i had left home at nigth, at the streetcrossing here two men came towards me, one said loudly "jamaica", this wasn't part of a conversation. His companion looked at him, seemed he was a little irritated.

When i was outside in the early evening of the 30th, a woman on a bicycle on the other side of the street looked routinated and accusing on her watch in a wide gesture. Later i passed a blonde man with rastas, he stood with his back towards me, immediatly before i passed he said loudly with a rough voice "this one seems still o.k." ( "der geht ja noch" ).
From the next busstop an athletic man with shorter dark hair, wearing camouflage pants, energically came towads him/me. Maybe this should show a drug-deal, including me. Later, at a streetcrossing, a muslim couple came towards me, the woaman was completely cloaked in black, leaving only a slash for the eyes, while a couple in evening dress crossed my way.

At 4am on the 1rst of july i heared a loud copious rustling from the hedge below my window. And then again. I looked outside, on the other side of the street there was a slender dark black man, dressed in dark clothing, standing and looking up to my window.
In the afternoon i was at the flea-market. When i arrived at the pedestrian area a couple came towards me, they were close to each other, the man was holding a baby in his arm, he was taller than average, had a shaved bald head and was wearing an orange t-shirt. They turned towards me, moving as one unit, the man moved more than the woman, as if they were a door and the hinge would be at the woman. While doing so the man tapped at the babys butt and said " jaa, mami ", accenting the "ja" in a sexual orgastic way. When i was drinking a coffee on the flea-market a man asked me for money in a very circuitous way.
He explined me that he just got his archaeology and phil title, and that he wanted to take a trip to famous excavations in israel and so. If i could help him to buy a train ticket to get there, he forgot to calculate this. On my way back near a petrol station an athletic jewish looking man was piping when he passed me. He was wearing a beanie on his curly head. I have much the same, the last two days i had been wearing it.
The next time i was outside there was a nosegesturer at this petrol station, a young bald shaved skinhead. And when i was sitting near the low bridge a couple on very loaded touring bicycles passed me. Maybe they had tents, bigger than heavier. They were only loaded at the back, despite they had lowrider. The black rigid bicycles looked the same, except they had very different geometrie, and both had small tyres, maybe 24". Custom bicycles.
When i had crossed the near parking/market place in the evening, a man came running towards me, across the street. He jumped over a stone pillar near me, then he holded his rigth hand at his ear when passing me. From the other side a man came towards me and looked into my eyes. Both had darker complexion, migration background. The runner had running-sneakers and wider pants, the other one was wearing a newish brigth orange jacket, he had an umbrella, the curly wires of his earphones were conspiciously.

When i'd left home in the afternoon of the 2nd one of them was walking at the streetcrossing here, he had bitten on a fingernail to show his teeth, while tensioning the muscles of his neck, also to show them. He looked at me, from the side, only the eyes. He had darker hair, bound to a knot, beardrd, looked trained, maybe a yogi. He was wearing a pullover with a broad earthy orange stripe with white borders across his chest, i think they had him before, maybe at the park.
The next time i was outside in the evening a man with a short full beard looked at me and said "i won't care anymore at all, i will cross (the street) at red (light) !" ( "mir ist gleich auch alles egal, ich gehe gleich auch bei rot rüber " ) when i crossed the streetcrossing at the near park at red. It was so overdone that it was funny. But then it came into my mind that he was quoting an yesterday online-discussion.
When i was ouside in the evening with my bicycle (as usual) i was too fast and it was too slippy. My frontwheel slided, and then anything. But i had no injuries (but can still feel it), and fortunatly the slippyness protected my hands from abraision.
At the last streetcrossing there was a motionless older grey-dressed man standing, like a sculpture. And now a man with a white jacket came around the corner, he passed me when i was already standing, going some steps to see if everything is fine. He looked at me, he was the only one in sigth. Then when i was sitting in the park a woman on the stret said loudly "cool punishment" (" geile Strafe" ), with an ironically accentuation, a complaint, maybe she was annoyed that i had no injuries.
When i was outside at night i passed two men who were standing on the other side of the street, facing me. One said loudly "this guy !" ("dieser Typ"), an admire-taunt.

I was at a petrolstation at night, already on the 3rd, there was a fuel-truck. The man before me payed "the hidden column"(car behind truck), the two behind me ordered "two mars"( choclate bars ), wich was as well funny as momentous.
When i was outside in the afternoon a dog who was tied to a white desk, that consistet out of two round plate connected through a white column/style, was running across the street, pulling the desk that looked somewhat like wheels that way.
The owner followed the dog, i think he could had cougth it earlier, but wanted to show his trick.
When i was outside in the evening i passed an older man with shorter greyish-white hair, he had formed his mouth to a simple straigth diagonal line. After i had crossed the next streetcrossing i passed a man dressed with a blue poncho who had some similarity, age, hair, he had the corners of his mouth down and shaked his head enthusiastically in a condemning way when passing me.

I described most of them these days.