The last days they did not so much, but some basic activity, few discrete sniffers and such, each day, also few bicycle-posing, mostly not much pressure behind it.
I describe what was somewhat more elaborated or kind of thread.
I was in the shopping centre in the inner city on the 30th april, heading to a bookstore.
I room-filling voice behind me said loudly : "yes, you !" (in english).
It sounded much like the voice of a black, but maybe this was routine/exercise.
It sounded rough, an effect was added or the speaker was close to the phone, it came through the speakers ( real [tech] speakers installed in the centre-i've called people who speak like actors "loudspeakers" before ). I turned around, the people behind me, a family, totally ignored it.
I thougth if it would be an advertisement, but there was only a telephone-shop, and a baker.
And no other words or music.
Later, when i was walking to the near park, a man passed in front of the entrance on a bicycle.
He was wearing sunglasses with a bright frame, when he was in front of the entrance he touched his nose while looking at me, as if this would be or secret criminal gesture (most are done as accusation).
When i left the park at the entrance a robust skinhead with a pitbull passed me.
On the 2nd may there was an rockabilly-nosetoucher at the near supermarked, looked much like the elvis from the 28th(hair, sideburns ), also black t-shirt, this one had much tattooed lower arms, and then behind the next shelf a younger clerk to assist him, touching his nose while looking at me, black t-shirt, some gel at his hair.
The man who payed before me was wearind a saturated yellow t-shirt with matching green borders, but at all he looked orderly. He then opened the zipper of his backpack, and took out the food, he had it all in the backpack and the zipper closed, as if he wanted to steal it, and now took it out as if he would always do shopping this way.
In the early evening there was a black dressed man wearing a buckled pantskirt at the traffic ligth, shaved head, few hair left at the back. He was standing there without moving( not much traffic ), seemed it was important to him to have a meaning. Looked somewhat funny
(another time there was a couple standing in the street here, they stood there, arms around each other, as if they wanted to kiss, and looked at me and smiled. The man was wearing the same pantskirt. Not sure when this was, maybe the next day).
After i had crossed the street a sniffing woman passed me.
I was on my way to a petrol station, it was short distance to it, on my way back there was a bald man, black upper clothing, a white oriental dragon decorated his t-shirt. He was standing in front of a showcase, when i came closer he turned around and gave me a meaningful look.
Then at the streetcrossing where the pantskirted one has been before a white dressed, like a nurseon, passed me, he looked at me, had dark eye-rings, was agitated.
When i was sitting in the near park on the 3rd a man arrived the meadow, not far away from me he took a crooked posture, standing profile to me, and presented a rosary, holding it in front of him, with a somehat craned arm. He then sat down. His hair was bound to a knot, he was unshaved, wearing a brigth orange t-shirt with the royal air force circles decorating his chest.
Then a grey-haired orderly man passed me, specially stiff and uprigth, strutting the watchman, wearing a reddish orange t-shirt.
I left the park and walked to a computer-shop, when i passed the near marked/shopping-place to my left a bus was leaving the place, standing on the drive, waiting.
It was a police-car, but no where "polizei" was written on it, instead just 3 mirrored letters on the front, i think it was "gap", must be highway-police. A new car, just a narrow blue stripe on the side, both orange and blue lights.
I had to wait some time in the shop, on my way back the car passed me on this cobblestone-street. If it just had turned around to go there it would have already passed me on my way to the shop.
On the 5th a bald trained man wearing a t-shirt showing a drawn wolf-head, surrounded by the words " german navy infantry", in english, was driving with an old touring-bicycle in front of me, he was slow then, just wanted to show me, stopped at the next traffic-ligth, seemed he didn't plan to go anywhere, had done his mission.
On the 6th i was at a/the flea-market, once two grey-haired blacks came towards me, one came really close and looked into my eyes. They had fair skin, but the shape of their faces was typically black. The one who looked at me had blue eyes, usually the reason why he had been picked up for this.
I bought me something at a black one, and not much later three white man and a child stood next to me and one said " i'm rightist, but then i buy there" ("ich bin ja rechts, aber ich kaufe dann da"), speaking ironically, as if he wanted to complain. This was somewhat confusing to me, maybe they were rigthists, but i would wonder if some of them would think i would be also, maybe this was an emergency-action to be interpretated( or just routine-mindtricking themselfes ? )to others.
Or just for the case...
I remember once when it seemed they got stuck with their black, seemed it wasn't flowing as their wanted. Then at nigth white men were walking down the street, one was speaking loudly, explaining something about a drug conflict.
Also at the flea-market there were two women passing me, they both protruded their tongues and moved them in an obscene way, the first one was maybe late 40ies, looked somewhat dominant, the second one was overweigthed, don't really know how old, maybe late 30ties, she passed me some seconds later.
When i was sitting in the near park there was a very obvious sniffer, he also touched his nose when he looked at me, clearly showing that he was hostile towards me. He came across the big meadow, an arab-looking man, maybe late 40ties, khaki clothing, stretchy synthetic upper clothing, so his trained breast was visible.
At the late afternoon i was in the inner city again, at the church a lot of pastors came out, between them a black dressed athletic antifa-guy came towards me, passed in front of me. He raised one arm, as if he would greet me without expecting response, while opening and closing his hand, making a gesture for gossip. A day before i've used the word "gossip"(tratsch) in an e-mail.
In this mail i also mentioned someone who once really got on my nerves, nearly ten years ago( it fitted to the e-mail-theme ). Some time after the gossip-gesturer passed me this person passed me, loudly greeting, not directed to me, but also to no one else.
Then short time later someone dressed in white wide sporting clothing passed me, carrying a full kitbag, maybe a sandbag ( the fleamarked was already over, and there has been no more market where he came from). Usually a martial artist, i'm not sure if i had once trained with him (about 7 years ago, and i was wearing my sunglasses now).
In the late evening i was at the railway-station to buy me a pizza, in front of the entrance there were two black guys, i think not older then 20, fair blacks, the one was bald, not tall, but very robust, also trained. He was boastfully gesticulating.
When i was waiting for my pizza inside he passed me very close, without reason. He first walked towards me, when he was directly beside me, closer than one would get for conversation, he stepped behind me. Next to me he said clearly, while holding a cellphone at his ear " do this orderly, i will beat you up, i swear it to you " ( "mach mal ordentlich, du kriegst auf die fresse, ich schwör dir" ).
Short time later a group with some bald with them passed me, usually rigthists.
On the 7th on my way home one streetcrossing to the house a very dark black man stopped with the bicycle just when he had passed the crossing where i would turn in, he did so without steering or so, no obvious reason, seemed he just wanted to get connected to me with the timing.
Then an arduous man, maybe early 50ties, looked at his watch when passing me.
The next time when i was outside at tis streetcrossing a guy on a newish red cruiser bicycle rode down the street, looked somewhat like presentation, when i had turned and walked towards the next crossing a very dark black man jogged there, especially harmonically and also dynamically moving, i don't think even good runners would keep this for long. He was wearing a bright red hooded jacket with some black. When i arrived the crossing i've seen him a distance in front of me, he seemed more normally now, the hype...
I walked to the bank, at both automatons there were men, just standing there, without typing, an meditative ambiance.
Outside a grey-haired man wearing a red goretexjacket with some black locked his cycle.
The last days often rigthist have been near me, but it's just that it's more often than normally.
Dienstag, 8. Mai 2007
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