win the waste

When i was sitting in the near park on the 26th april, it didn't take long that two women were walking there, marching, setting demonstratively their feet at the same time, moving like propaganda-fascists.
This was to "comment" on their stalker from the day before.
Someone out of sight yelled "i'm attacking you" (not directed towards me, just ambient ), ironically to say that there is no attack. At the end when i was sitting on a bank two men were standing near me, seemed they came through the hedge behind me. I think the one was an eskrima-teacher, from the training i participated once, he had short (bald&grown) shaved hair. The other one looked like a kung-fu-men, he had short dark hair and was wearing a saturated-red t-shirt. He said "someone want's a cigarette ?!", did not sound serious, ironically, maybe slightly accusating( i smoke cigarettes, they usually do not). They seemed somewhat hyperactive, urgent.

When i was standing in front of a shop where i wanted to buy me a newspaper, at early morning of the 27th, a guy on a mtb passed me, he looked/stared into my eyes despite i was wearing sunglasses, he had red eyes/circles around it, gave me a desperate but purposeful accusating look. Seemed this was an exercise to him to face the pure evil.
When i was sitting in the near park later there were some people saying some meaningful words, the one was the name a a near smaller town, others said "then he is standing there and he's someone else", something like this twice, from a couple and a small group, following each other at some distance, without beeing connected, but speaking the same way.
At the end a fresh&clean-shaved bald one passed there, especially clean dressed, but with a chain decorating his pants, a prim symbiotic style. I thought if he would be a rightist when i've seen him, he gave me a short derisive laugh, i think so.
When i was at the near supermarket then, i passed three people, one said that time ago he was doing much, now it has only been seven customers within three days. This seemed to have a meaning to them, they were glad to do so when i passed them, to show up as the knowing ones.

I had a phonecall in the afternoon, a man said that i had subscribed for a game online, where one could win a car.
I did, but it's time ago, and the man did not say the name of his agency, just "at an online-page".
He said that i would be among 75 people chosen for an game-test, i would pay 34€ for each month, half a year, if i don't win they would pay me back immediatly. They do this because of winning statistics, i would participate in 750 games a month. They have to do this, the law says this test is required. And they will also donate me a card that would enable me to get 25-45% at online-buys at 130 sellers. I would also get it if i would decide not to participate with the games, if i would get a blue letter but then send back a red one. I just have to tell them my bank-data now. I should imaginate that he could be craftsman in the house. We had already phoned for 13 minutes now, if he only wanted to get my data, he could have searched the waste at my bank, then he would also know how much money i got. But i don't throw my data into the waste there. He said others would do. I was not really intersted in doing so, and we stopped phoning. He knew my name, adress and birthdate.

When i was outside again when i passed the small meadow in the near park, where i was sitting before, someone said, to be heared "he is still exercising" ("er übt noch"). Then it was the time of the fresh&clean-shaved bald ones. Frenchised city.
The first two were at the street-crossing at the park where often their people like to show up. One was wiping his head, an other one passing him seemed to wonder about this. In front of a showcase on the backside of a bicycle-shop in the inner city there were two of them, in front of them an older woman on a bicycle was driving a small circle, one of them said "it's o.k. if you drive one more circle on the cycle" ("drehen sie ruhig noch eine Runde mit dem Rad"). Then the next one just at the beginning of the street, and here and there a absolute hairless one. Maybe some rightist, others maybe not.

In the morning of the 28th there was a black dressed cleanshaved bald young leftie at the trafic-lights waiting, i also stopped there.
Later, when i was at home, i heared some people near the streetcrossing, at a car, they discussed upset, sounded like "we are watching him"(wir beobachten ihn) and "but he has been drawing"(drawing/sketching=aber er hat ja gezeichnet), this was ironically to say it wouldn't make a difference/would be no excuse.
Half an hour later when i stepped out of the house a cleanshaved bald man with a white shepherd-dog was walking the streetcrossing here. I walked down the supermarket. When i was standing line up there were two men in front of me, i had to step to the side, because one wanted to get a bag, and then again, again something, but just normally. One said "and then when they had removed the engine, he became really calm". Then i was standing at the baker inside the shop, a black dressed woman was standing next to me, as if she would buy there too. But then she asked me to step to the side, there was a black scrunchy on the ground in font of me. She moved around me, picked it up and walked into the shop. She moved quick but naturally, seemed she had concentrated to do so, to show me.
Then i walked to a near asia-shop, when i crossed the street a man who looked somewhat like elvis, black t-shirt, also crossed the street, seemed he wanted to escort me, somewhat upset. Then in the shop they had a magazine"elvis still alive", showing an elvis on the cover, obvious same sideburns/haircut.
The next time when i was outside a cleanshaved bald one was at the streetcrossing here, when i came back. Moved the street up same direction as the one with the shepherd-dog, but this one had an mtb.

In the night of the 29th, a quarter to 3a.m. there were 3 teenagers, two guys and a girl, at the streetcrossing, in front of the house, one said "hey! it's not even three!", then they were singing "what is greeen and hanging between", then the girl shuffled and opened the bio-waste-can and was laughing and one said disguted "fish".
When i was at the bank a guy in an signal-blue with signal-red sweatshirt (few would dare...) entered also, he was wearing same chucks as me. He had dark rings around his eyes and gave me a baleful look, to show why he's there.
When i was at home there was some loudspeaking. Once, when i was half asleep i heared some younger people singing "there is only one affluence~(a name, don't remember)" ("es gibt nur einen Wohlstands~", etwa mit Rudi-Völler-Rhytmus vorgetragen).
(o.k., i have a bicycle now, normally it would attract no attention, but it's mine, it's exciting crime )

Sometimes these people have an unusual timing. However, they do something nearly every day since the end of the nineties, and i have to accept reduced movement since the mid-nineties. Among the first people, back in '96, there have been the only ones who showed really weapons. It was in a discotheque, on the other side of the dancefloor someone who was sitting there took out a knife. And in the staircase someone holding a piano-wire in front of his chest passed me. Both had somewhat darker complexion, the one with the wire was maybe in his late 30ties, the other one mid 20ies or so.
The last years there have been some people doing gestures/exercises that should resemble weapons. The only exception was a man with a moustache in the near supermarket, i've seen him only twice. He was opening boxes with a boxcutter, and when i passed him he moved it fastly, as an exercise, when i would had been closer( no more than 15cm ) he could have cut my face thrice in a single move. The next time i was there i had seen him also, he stepped in the corridor a distance in front of me and gave me a look, estimating, also somewhat warning, then he moved on.
Three times there have been people who put their hand into the inner pocket of their jacket, to resemble a gun. One was a man on a bicycle, streetcrossing during daytime, various people around. Another time it was a man of darker complexion coming towards me before i entered a asia-shop near the townhall. The time after the next time when i was there the moustached clerk layed his head back and crossed his throat with his finger, when i walked outside after i had payed him.
And there have also been three people who did an stabbing exercise, keeping the natural movement of their arms when passing, aimed to the left side of the chest, from behind, two joggers and a faster man on inline-skates at the water.
One of the joggers was at the near park, daytime, some other people not far away, the other one was when it was already dark, before this there have been again and again some of them around, then at a bus-stop there was no one, i stopped there, no one at sigth at all, then this one passed me. Both joggers had a somewhat military expression, it was their privilege, the inline skater was an athletic man with dark long hair and a beard.