crabs united by black glove

On the 8th of april there were few people.
There was one man who walked down a street with a very absent stare, ignoring a honking car behind him. Seemed this should have been an extended version of me in the evening of the 6th. The man had long blonde hair, in his 40ies, olivegreen jacket.
The next time i was outside in front of the shopping centre a man passed me who reminded me a martial arts teacher, i had some training at him for maybe a year back in '90 or so. Seemed he was aping my bad body-posture.
This was a very special day, because the neighbour above hasn't been there. Don't know if this happened before since it started.

When i was outside, walking around, at noon/afternoon on the 9th, a group of young men passed me, one said "break in"( "einbrechen" ), overdone articulation. One was wearing camouflage pants. Later in suburbian area a man came towards me, had a look at me. Maybe a martial arts-teacher, late 40ies.
When i was outside with bicycle in the late afternoon, at the streetcrossing at the water near the railwaystation a man with a bicycle was waiting at the other side. He pointed at his beard as if he would beckon me. He was somewhat darker, black beard, when he passed me he made some mouth-noise. Just when i had crossed the street and turned a sniffer on a bicycle passed me. So he was acting as a witness, accusing me for the gesturer. He was wearing black sports clothing and a blue helmet. At the water a nosegesturer came towards me, a woman who looked into my eyes, she was dressed in black and was wearing a scarf of the same blue as the helmet of the one before. On my way back a person on a bicycle passed me, wearing a neon-yellow jacket, hood on, mummed with a black ski-mask, despite the mild weather.
When i was walking to a petrolstation in the evening, at the park a man with a bicycle came towards me, he looked at me as if he would know me, short distance later another bicyclist looked at me, but sceptically-repellant. They had similarity with the way they showed their expressions, both were wearing olive jackets, maybe lefties. I was at the petrolstation were the police-bus passed behind me when i had arrived outside at the till on the 4th, the same clerk was there. Seemed he was afraid, don't know if they told him something about me, or just pressured him, he( as others too ) has usually seen some stalking.
This day i heared some noises from the flat above me, but not attached the usual way, nothing special. Seemed he was slowly getting back to routine.

Before noon on the 10th the one above me showed that he was back with a double-shouted "ueaaahh". And then was in his bathroom when i was in mine. His absence was like holiday to me.
When i walked to the inner city in the early afternoon, there was a man at the streetcrossing when i had passed the bigger street here. He coughed twice when i passed, as a signal, like triggered by motion detector. Seemed to be a rightist, conservativly dressed, had some similarity to the exquisite one who had appeared on the other side of the side-street on the 31st march. In the pedestrian zone i heared someone saying "v-mann"( police-informer ) somewhere street/zone up from the left. I couldn't really pinpoint this, it was distance away, not loud but clear, and as if it came from an area itself instead from a speaking person. Then a man came from the left, he had a dejected convicted expression. He was dressed in black like security, wearing a vest, and had an matted-curly iroquese-haircut, orange-red colour, short darker hair at the sides. When i left a shop at a place two men walked there, one explained "homo", as if he would be suffering from kind of anthropologist-disease. He was taller, had dark long curly hair. Short time later a man came towards me, he was holding a coffe in front of him, as if his arm would have been fixed with screws. I looked at him, he was shaved bald, an athletic person, maybe late 30ies, dressed in black, somewhat security-like style. Looked like a rightist. He exactly corrected his direction, i had to sligthly correct mine, or we would had just collidet. It was obviously an exercise, he had his program, seemed the coffee was kind of plea to him. In the shopping centre a dark black man wearing a black bandana looked at me, into the eyes, seemed he was there because of me. There were two other blacks near, i think they belonged together. I wanted to buy something( low priced, by the way ) in the shopping centre, but had to go to a bank first. When i had returned there were people sitting at a table in the centre, a man commented "bonze"( fat-cat=rich ). A tall man who had been waiting behind a corner passed me, fastly stepping in front of me, looking into my eyes with an overdone grin. Surprising but not debasing, don't know if they succeed to throw some in who really think this would be a test. When i arrived back home a dubiously piping man passed behind me when i opened the door. He was shaved bald, dressed in black, exept his white jacket, and was wearing black sunglasses. Fit's to "v-mann" and the one with the coffee.
When i got outside in the evening a sniffer passed me in the street here, a person on a bicycle. Behaved like programmed, seemed to be an older woman with a black coat. Turned the face towards me, eyes closed, no motion, presenting it like a sculpture. Big false black lashes, and rouged for a darker complexion, without any shading, completly greased. The corners of the mouth were much drawn down. The proportions of the face were similar to the one i described on the 10th of december in '07, with the stick. But the nose was different. On my way back at the streetcrossing at the market-place a person left an internet-cafe. First also looked like an older woman, but then like a buddhist monk. Was wearing an orange coat and a hat of the same colour, and a long buddhist-yellow skirt. I think flip-flops, couldn't see the face, because the lower part was covered with a pale scarf, and the eyes by big roundish sunglasses with brigther frame. He was holding a sheet with both hand, and then hurryed up. While he was crossing the street towards some dark dressed people, as if escaping with documents, a girl with a bicycle stopped next to me, she looked into my eyes. Her lower face was covered with a pale scarf, similar to the granny-monk. Otherwise she was dressed in black. The next people passing me made a comment while i was looking backwards, seemed they also belonged to them. A couple, the man sayed "na ja", was mostly dressed in black.
Near midnigth a always silly laughing man walked up the street here, speaking with overdone colloquial dialect "fire( feuer frei ) ! there he's coming-am i surrounded by terrorists ?!".

When i woke up at about 4am on the 11th the one above me once determinedly poked something on the floor, seemed to be a stick as they are used for training.
During the calm days there wasn't much pressure, so i took the opportunity and did some exercise. It's not much, but better than nothing. But of course, the'll comment on this. On the one side they send the stalkers all the time when i do nothing at all, but on the other side they have made all these red alert buttons and usually have some people who are waiting for attacking me on demand.
When i looked outside in the afternoon, there was a boy, maybe about 6 years, playing with a bough that had about the shape of a stick. He started to hit a column, from left and rigth, then cars, but only to touch them. At a car he made a fast 360° turnaround, then touched it with the stick. Also touched a car with his forefinger, as if this would have a deeper meaning. He walked to the streetcrossing, there he touched again a car with his forefinger, it was like a ritual. He then walked up the pavement backwards, looking straigth down the street. Seemed people there wondered about him, he moved as if he had instructions, showed robotic behaviour, and his eyes looked as if he wasn't really conscious about what he was doing. He was somewhat darker, was wearing a grey beany, snow-camouflage-pants and a jacket much similar to one i have.
When i walked to the shopping centre a sniffer passed me, a bald shaved man with a bicycle, dressed in black, wearing leather jacket. In the shopping centre a man rolling a cigarette, presenting it like a symbol, came towards me. He was babbling, the first were no real words, had "o"'s, then he added "to report"( "Meldung machen"). Kind of wireless operator figure. He was wearing dark clothes and orange shaded glasses. On my way back there was a man at the streetcrossing here, he was moving his tongue like at oral sex. Maybe 30, slender, unshaved.
When i walked down the street here in the late afternoon, there was a nosegesturer on the other side. He was pressing his forefinger against a nostril, the basic-gesture, but fixed version. He was shaved bald and dressed in black, like the first of them the last time i was outside. A man in his 40ies.
Some speakers in the evening, when i arrived back at the streetcrossing here a dark black man came towards me. One or two days before he left the park when i arrived there, he was jogging. The timing was typically for them, he stayed in the middle of the path, so i slowed down to let him pass, then entered the park. So now this was similar timing, obviously he wanted to accuse me for entering the park, despite he had marked it. Both times he had his eyes nearly closed, he had a shorter beard.

On my way back from the baker in the early morning of the 12th, a black dressed man came around the corner at the streetcrossing here, aping my face-expression. He had hair similar to mine.
When i left the park at about noon, a man with a bicycle came towards me. He was greeting me, i responded. I knew him by sigth in the end of the 80ies. He now was wearing the glasses of the granny-monk two days before. So i wasn't really happy to see him. Seemed from his point of view his mission should be funny but serious. No idea what he's expecting.
The next time i was outside there was a couple at a car at the park, the man was wearing red sport-shorts and complained that it would be cold( "so kalt" ). Double-meaning to complain that i wasn't happy to see granny-monk. In another street a sniffer passed me, a bicyclist wearing a neon-yellow jacket and black cyclists-shorts.
When i unlocked my bicycle in front of a supermarket in the late afternoon, there was a couple next to me. The man looked like someone i knew from training, till about 8 years ago. Exept he was darker. I think he was it, but with make-up. He wasn't one of the mobbers.
At nigth a man who was dressed like me, except the shoes, passed me. He moved like patrolling, a sportive man. The timing was also obvious. And one of the speakers from the day before was again at the same point, a taller man wearing an olive-green jacket, in his 30ies. Now he did nothing.

At noon on the 13th a woman walked up the street here, seemed she had a cellphone, she loudly explained "i hear everything"( "ich höre alles" ). Could have been irony.
In the late afternoon i passed a man who looked on the ground in front of him, concentrating to show no reaction. When i was next to him he made a noise with closed lips. He was unshaved, wearing a buddhist-red bandana and an orange hooded sweater beneath a grey pullover.
When i was outside with my bicycle in the evening, a bicyclist came towards me, he corrected his direction, heading towards me, so we both had to stop and looked at each other. He had made a little game for his direction-change, it first looked like accidentially chosen the wrong direction, somewhat late, but then he repeated corrections to stop me. I smiled somewhat, maybe he would tell me what he wanted. He responed with a smile, but an enhanced one. He let me pass, then noisily pressed out air through closed lips. I did also a noise. He was somewhat darker, had a black leather jacket. When i passed the railwaystation a man who looked like the neighbour next to me came out. He was darker, maybe he was it, but with make up. He had a filled holdall with him. Today i had washed clothes, so i had one before. At the taxis at the station there was a man, darker complexion, who turned away from me and made a noise through closed lips, number three. Otherwise he showed no reaction, programmed behaviour.
When i was at a petrolstation at late evening, a big skinhead entered, i stepped to the side because he wanted to pass me. He then stood in line behind me, he was weigth-trained, dressed in black, had steel-capped shoes. When i left another skinhead of similar proportions came towards the entrance, i stepped to the side again. This one was wearing an olive-green jacket.
When i was outside at nigth a police-bus with blue-ligths on passed before i turned towards the park. When i was heading towards the park i heared a whiping bang out of it, seemed to be a fake-gun, gas or so. I heared no other sounds out of the park, the police-car had headed to the market place. Before i arrived at home i heared a police-siren from this direction.

When i was walking to the cheap supermarket in the early afternoon of the 14th, in the next parallel street there was a man wearing black gloves, as police and such use it. He was walking on the pavement, i on the street. He was in his 20ies, athletic, obviously trained, he had some tension on his arms and didn't move them normally while walking. At a petrol-station a bicyclist wearing grey gloves passed me.
Maybe the one with the gloves was from kung-fu, i reminded chinese kung-fu in an online-forum in the morning in context with surveillance, to others it would have made a joke about olympic security.
In the late afternoon there was a gesturer in front of the near supermarket, he was touching his chin, marking himself as one of them. He was very serious with this. A taller man, relaxed military-styled clothing, had a dog. Near the pedestrian zone there was a sniffer, maybe turkish, was wearing a black leather jacket.
When i was outside in the early evening, at a side-street at the park there was a young couple with bicycles coming from the place. The man was wearing a jacket that reminded me someone, i looked at him, longer than i would have looked otherwise. The jacket seemed new and was styled somewhat punkish. I was standing on the wide cycle-lane that is on the pavement there, there's not much traffic. I wanted to move on, already made a step, then i've seen a bicyclist coming from the left, he was already close but i just could step back, also was leaning backwards and turned my head. He showed absolutely no reaction, concentrated on consistendly cycling straigthforwards. Haven't noticed him before, he nearly hit me. He then could had claimed that he wasn't agressive, because this wouldn't fit to his old bicycle, and get square about that it was on the cycle lane. Not much later a sniffer passed me, he also made a nosegesture, raising his fist to his nose, as if he had something inside. With his determined noise and expression i would expect he really knew what this gesture was about. He had tanned skin, was in his 40ies, dressed in black.

I woke up at about 5am on the 15th when a loud car passed. The one above me was doing rhytmic steps, but then stopped. Cannot know for how long he'd been doing so, but this has effect on my own rhythm, and so i felt really down.
When i walked to the bank at noon, there was a man in front who touched somewhere in his face in their typical way, have only seen him from the corner of my eye. He was wearing something of a green colour, much like the green of the police. There was also another person near who was wearing this colour, a woman. Street down there was a green police-bus.
When i was in the park in the afternoon, there was a nosegesturer, he was standing side-face towards me, he had two leashed dogs and raised the hands with the leashes to his nose. So the gesture had similarity to the last one the day before. He was clearly marking himself as one of them. One of his slim dogs was of fair brown, the other of black colour. I sat down on a near bank, then a black dressed man with a Dalmatian, who had about the proportions as the other two, passed in front of me. Then the one with the two dogs passed very close behind the bank. Seemed this should have been antiracistic symbolic dogs. At a streetcrossing a girl looked at me with a somewhat derailed-surprised expression, think she had rastas, she had external earphones and was wearing leggings of the green from noon. Later i passed two old men, one was walking with two crutches, the other was physically in good condition, also bigger, he was leaning on a rail. He said to the other one "how many did we shot"( "wie viele haben wir denn erschossen" ), and added "at the war, there one has to shoot people, rigth ?"( "na im krieg, da erschiesst man doch leute" ). A shirty looking lefty passed me with a bicycle there. I first thougth the two would know each other, and that this was usually acting, but then it came into my mind that this was only the way the athletic old man presented himself. He also showed physical presence. Maybe it was just a harassment, and the one with the crutches was irritated. The talking one had somewhat longer fair grey hair, no bald patch, think he was wearing a leather jacket.
When i was outside with bicycle in the late evening two men were coming towards me, one had somewhat darker complexion and was wearing glasses, he gave me a derisive look and called me a chicken( "schisser" ).
I was outside one more time, in the next prallel street a bigger athletic man was coming towards me, he was walking very slowly, looking on the ground. He didn't react, so i had to step to the side. When i had passed he said "puh".

In the afternoon of the 16th there was a woman with a dog at the park, she was dressed in black and was wearing a cap and a scarf of yesterdays green. The tone and the way of presentation was also similar to the woman with the blue scarf on the 9th.
When i was outside in the afternoon i sat down on a bank in a park( not the near one ). About 1min. later the gi-haired clerk from the fair-trade shop passed.
When i got outside in the late afternoon a bald-shaved taller man came towards me, somehow agressive expression. In his 40ies, pale pants.
When i was at a petrol-station at nigth, there was a man in line behind me, he looked at me with an astounded expression, as if something incredible had happened. Red cheeks, bearded, regular shirt.

When i woke up on the 17th, the one above me was again doing his rhytmic noises. Steps, drapes, he consumes the attention. When i walked into the kitchen he followed above me, then put something on the tiled floor, sounded like kind of small bowl made out of thick metal.
I was at the park before noon, had really bad health and could only walk very slowly. On the other side of the street there was a man who used a walking-frame. He was leaning on it, bowed down at rigth angle. Maybe early 40ies, was usually acting, but with details and ostentation. Was dressed in black. He walked to an entrance opposite to me. In another street a man came towards me and gave me an estimating look. Think he was from kung-fu. Late 40ies, wearing dull orange trousers.
When i was walking to a supermarket in the early afternoon, at a near place there was someone pissing, against one of these boxes for electric supply. There are often drinking people near, he didn't look like one of them, but it basically fits to the environment. He had a wide stance with bowed leg, already a copulation-posture, his penis seemed to be half-erected, maybe they used some red for a more flashy glans. An exhibitionistic pissing man. In front of the supermarket street up a bicyclist looked into my eyes when he passed me on the pavement, a blonde man in his 50ies, wearing a fair orange jacket. When i payed at the till the pissing one entered and asked the clerk if he could place his backpack there. Despite the older woman already had agreed he repeatedly repeated his question, speaking fast and polite, in a slippy neurotic way. Finally he moved on. He was a bigger athletic man wearing a white pullover, in his 20ies, dark gi-haircut. Then two girls entered. When in front of me, at some distance, one turned her head 90° towards me, without looking at me before. Had a friendly expression, but also if she had to do so. A younger teenager, not older than 16, good looking, slender, long black hair.
In the afternoon i passed two young teenage boys at a wider streetcrossing, they were spitting at each other, in a competitive way, totally silly. When i crossed the street two smaller black children, a boy and a girl, came running towards me. They moved really well, and had an expression like professional sportmen, i think this was added for show. They were followed by a walking white woman with a cellphone, she said a longer "jaaa"( "yes ?" ). There was a meaning. Then the spitting ones were running across the other street, behind me at 90° to the little black ones. They moved in a totally fidgetly upset way. So this was some contrast acting, black is cool. Short distance further a bicyclist came towards me, he first looked at his crotch, then at me. In his 30ies, dressed in black.
The next time i was outside there was a bicyclist waiting on the other side of a streetcrossing, near home. He was at about the same age, proportions, dressed much like me, but his jacket had another colour. He was wearing the same shoes as i do when bicycling, but obviously he had new ones. He moved his tongue as for oral sex. When i arrived back home the neighbours next to me walked towards a car, the girl was wearing a skirt similar to the one from the granny-monk on the 10th. Inside their car they honked repeatedly.
When i was outside in the early evening, a man passed me who moved one leg as if it would be somewhat lame. When next to me he made a few fast steps, to show that this was acting, then got back to lame routine.
So when i woke up this day i was so down that it was hard to walk at all, but with time it became more normally. I even dared to do exercise for some minutes. My health is in a critically phase, it would be necessary to sometimes do so.
When i was at a petrolstation at nigth two men arrived when i was standing outside in front of the till. One stood to my rigth, the other one behind me, both too close for no reason. The one to the rigth explained towards me, as if there would be an audience behind me "after the first round i always get this kick"( "nach der ersten Runde kriege ich immer diesen Kick" ). Both in their 20ies, one was wearing a black leather jacket, the other one a hooded sweater. Usually martial artists who showed that they are provoced now, because i did exercise.

In the afternoon of the 18th there were some people who had a look at me, lefties, but it wasn't so much. When i bougth me a coffee, there was a man passing outside, he gave me a frozen routinated look. He also did so before i arrived there, now he had turned around and did one more. Normally i would say his attitude would be typically for rightists, maybe they threw one in. Shaved bald, basecap, black jacket, khaki boots, seemed to be somewhat stronger, maybe early 40ies.
When i was outside with my bicycle in the late afternoon, one or two men sitting in front of a cafe who started tattling, before i passed there. Seemed they wanted to be more attractive to women. Later a teenager with fixed eyes came towards me on a bicycle. Despite the bicycle-lane was narrow there he showed no reaction at all, concentrated on going straigthforward, so it was to me to pay attention. I think he was 16 or 17, but it's hard to say with his expression, that looked somewhat drugged, even hypnotised. He was wearing black external earphones. At a place( same where i described the exhibitionistic one )a jogging girl came towards me, she looked into my eyes, then made their basic nosegesture with her left hand, pointing with the forefinger at the ala of her nose( i think i wrote nostril instead of this before, wich is not accurate, they normally point at the ala). Then she looked to the side, at the place, as if this would have a meaning. She was also about 16 or 17, and had similar black external earhones to the bicyclist before. Towards the end of the place/street some people were coming towards me, among them a couple, the man pointed at his cheek, as if he would be searching for the rigth location there, then said something like "what am i doing ?!", as if his partner would have complained about this. He was acting as a witness regarding the earphoned girl, so her nosegesture should have resembled a drug-deal. The man was tall, had black beard, the woman was blonde.
I was at the near supermarket in the evening. On my way back three black men were coming down the street here. One on the pavement at each side, and one in the middle. They all had the same darker complexion, and were dressed in the same colour, grey upper clothing and their jeans had similar blue colour. I think the one at the rigth, from my point of view, was one who had repeatedly stalked me, but i had to pay attention to the tall one in the middle. The one to the left was shaved bald. The one in the middle changed his direction and was now heading directly towards me, so i had to stop or he would have walked into me. He was looking at an imaginary point behind me, and because he was tall he just looked over my head, demonstrativly ignoring me. While doing so he exchanged some words in their language with the one to the rigth. In the afternoon i had crossed the near bigger street when two dark blacks have been on the other side. Girls, small, older than i thougth first, somewhat irritating. The three stalkers now were complaining, i should have crossed the street later.
I was walking to a petrol-station in the evening. I got outside here, then a man stepped on the streetcrossing. Stagey timing, with ostentation, the curtain was drawn. He fastly looked in all four directions, showed his ability to move precisely. Then he asked me, speaking prim and hasty "excuse me, can you tell me where ~at crabs ground~ is ?"( " entschuldigen sie, können sie mir sagen wo hier am Krabbengrund ist ?" ). I shaked head and passed. There is no street with that name. The way he appeared and spoke sayed that this should be a code-word. He was a sportive younger man with a slender face, proper short hair, wearing glasses. He had an olive-green jacket and black gloves, as police and such are using it. Looked like a rigthist. Maybe "Krabben" was inspired by english colloquial scrap-crabs, so this would say : for no reason. The'll get themselves their reason( sie werden sich ihren Grund holen ). Street up a man dressed in black military styled clothing came towards me, but then entered a house. Fits to the one before. When i arrived at the next crossing street there was a nosegesturer, a woman wearing a white poncho with tassels above black clothing. She did the typical move, but then was holding her finger there for some time. She then walked to the entrance in line of me. On my way back from the petrolstation a sportive woman with a bicycle was coming towards me, she was looking at me, purposeful and smirking. She was wearing a black blouson, bowed arms at the wide handlebar, and was wearing black gloves, same as the first one. Not much later a man wearing an olive parka was crossing the street, away from me. Then a man wearing a similar parka came towards me and asked me about a street, the name also started with a "kr", it was a near street. A unshaved lefty, he was relaxed. This was about half an hour after the first one. So the idea was that they intimidated me with blacks, now i had to dislike them. Then they send a rightist here, acting as if something would be going on and then reported lefties about it, telling them that he would belong to me.
At midnigth a woman passed here, she said "shit ! shit ! bombed out ! brrrwwww "( "sch... sch... ausgebomt !( stupid helicopter )") with ironic hyteria. Maybe this should quote englich hooligans. I'm not interested in soccer, think there was a taunt like this. She was in companion of a man, seemed he wasn't confident about the acting.

When i was at the bank at noon of the 19th, there was a black dressed man at a bancomat, he was breathing like a bellow. Someone with big healthy lungs acting as someone with breathing-problems, loudly and consistent. At a streetcrossing at the marketplace three women on bicycles passed me, wearing black gloves. They came from different directions, think the first were leather, than wool, last were synthetic. I had bougth me a coffee, when i drank it in front of the market two darker sportive asian men passed directly in front of me, both dressed the same, exept one was was wearing big pilot glasses. They were uniformed with blue fligth jackets. So they carryed on the three blacks from the day before, who were dressed in the same colours( but different to the asians ), as well as the bombed-out-woman at midnigth.
When i was outside in the afternoon, at the street were i was asked anout "kr"-street the previous day, near that, now a nosegeaturer came towards me. He was walking in the middle of the pavement, had bowed arms, like gorilla, towards my side he was carrying a full white plastic bag, wich made his plea for using much space. He relyed on walking in the middle, and was pressing his nostrils with thumb and forefinger. He wasn't tall, but robust, in his 40ies, with his mirrored glasses and blue jacket he quoted the one of the asians from noon. He was wearing white trousers.
When i bicycled down the street here in the early evening, there was a bald man turning in, maybe it was the one from the 10th, had similarity and was wearing the same sunglasses, but other clothing. I bougth a bread at the baker at the near supermarket, when i was outside and putting it in my bag, standing next to the entrance, the black one from the day before, who has been at the rigth( from my point of view ) came out of the shop. For a moment he was standing directly in front of me, his left hand was nearly at my balls. He moved on, with his left he'd clenched a fist. Was dressed the same as the day before, grey vest over a pullover of matching colour. When i was at the water, looking at the low bridge, there were many people crossing. A man was repeatedly directly looking at me, also turning around, moving his upper body. It was mechanical behaviour, like a compass. Maybe late 40ies, was a good distance away.

When i was sitting at the water before noon on the 20th, a nosegesturer passed. A man in his 50ies, some beard. On my way back a black dressed man came towards me when i turned in the street opposite the shopping centre. Black gloves, all in black, his black-black baseballjacket looked newish, also had black dyed hair, looked somewhat punkish, in his 40ies. As with the other gloved it didn't fit to the weather.
When i had entered the park in the afternoon, the black one from the two previous days came into the park at the next entrance. There was a white woman with a bunch of little children who was greeting him happily. I bougth me something to eat, consumed it sitting on a bank on top of the meadow. Then i was smoking a cigarette, the clerk from the 16th crossed the meadow.
In the evening a man came towards me when i bicycled through the park, he had his chin somewhat higher and didn't move his head at all while walking. Already looked as if he wanted to show me something. In the moment i looked at him he moved his left eye, looking to his rigth side, while his rigth eye still looked forwards. He was in his 20ies, red cheeks, short hair. He was wearing a dark sweatshirt and a red poloshirt beneath, khaki shorts, looked like a rigthist. I was at a petrolstation, on my way back, near the station, a very athletic weigthtrained man came towards me. Shaved bald, looked like a competition body-builder. Wouldn't wonder if this was the next rigthist. He was wearing a grey sweathirt and pale pants, had a fanny-bag in front of his belly. He had a gloating smile, giving his mouth a wave-like shape. The mid and the corners were higher. He passed me next to a parking truck.
When i was watching a thriller on tv the one above me commented with according sounds, creaking with a door and loudly with the floor.

When i arrived at the big meadow in the park in the early afternoon of the 21rst, a man sat down on a bank on top of it. He was dressed up, all in black. A fedora hat, big sunglasses, glossy leather jacket. Didn't look shapey. I decided to sit on the meadow. I once turned around and looked at him, he then moved his folded arms, to signalize that he was paying attention at me. His behaviour reminded me the gaper on the bridge at the 19th. Down the meadow there was a group of younger people, they had a barbecue. Must have already finished, don't remember smoke. When they cleaned the barbecue at a container i've seen no dust. They had knives with them, as far as i could see from the distance, longer ones. And scabbards for them, a young men put them into it, seemed to be somewhat like those from japanese swords. He took them out again, took a melee posture and also made a cutting move towards another one, obviously he was training this. Before they left one said a loud derisive "an artist"( "ein Künstler" ), they laughed. When i was slowly cycling on the pavement at a place, a woman with a smart-car came from the place, looking to the left. She didn't see me, so i had to stop. Still looked to the left when turning in the street to the rigth, as if she wasn't able to turn her head at all.
In the afternoon someone walked up the street here, he loudly explained "they have this area close behind the frontier, there they are allowed to go"( "die haben da dieses Gebiet kurz hinter der Grenze, das die da hindürfen" ).
When i was outside in the afternoon, in the inner city a black woman on a bicycle came towards me, she looke into my face, had an accusing expresion. Maybe late 40ies, fur-collar.
When i was walking to a petrol-station at nigth, a nosegesturer came towards me. He had a decided expression, was wearing woolen black gloves and a olive-green jacket. He made his gesture when he was still some distance away, more than most. Behind me there was a woman walking in the same direction as me, when he passed her she dropped an empty plastic bottle. Seemed to be irritatated.
Also several others this day, who were less intense than most, or had stalked me before, one had similarity with a mobber, or was darkened.

Some other at the other days too.

judgement drill

When i was outside in the early afternoon( i'm more often walking in the last time ) of the 4th of april, at the near place there was a black man watching me, looking into my face. He looked mostly curious, but also tensioned the muscles at one side of his neck, to come up with some physical presence. He had similarity with one who had stalked me repeatedly before, also the greyish colour of his jacket.
When i was outside in the afternoon, a fair blonde blue-eyed woman came up to me opposite the park. She was holding an as seriously and shirty face-expression as possible, and looked into my eyes, but her eyes somehow appeared as if she wouldn't really know the meaning of her expression. Short distance further a woman, brown hair, on a bicycle with bike trailer for children passed, the trailer was decorated by a swedish flag. The woman said, without accent "to be seen"( "damit man es auch sieht" ). So seemed there was some irony, and they accused me for the "foreigner/outlander-shouter in the park the day before. I was walking this time, on a wider street there was a man on a bicycle on the other side, moving in the same direction. Next to him there was a car of the customs parking, while passing he was holding his rigth arm across the car, as if he wanted to turn in a side-street, but there was none. He had shaved hair and was completly dressed like me, exept the shoes, but could have been the same as i mostly wear when going by bicycle. Later i had pain again, and i sat down on a bank in a park. Soon a jogger with an overdone stressed, already painful, face passed me, putting all his weigth in each of his steps. A tall heavyboned blonde man.
In the afternoon, when i was at home, there were some people outside, one made fun of me, health or so.
About half an hour later i heared one of these it's-my-life singers( see 1rst january ), usually drunk.
When i had left home in the late evening a police-car drove down the side-street here behind me, blue ligth and siren on. When i had arrived at the next bigger street another police car passed me. When i had arrived at a petrolstation a police-bus passed behind me, still same street, other direction as the one before. On my way back there were two women standing at a bus-stop. The one was a granny, the other one a darker asian, maybe about 50, not sure, it was dark. The granny was pointing with one hand at the asian, while explaining, obviously acting "i have no strengt"( "ich habe keine Kraft" ), the asian answered an knowing ironically "hm-hm". She was posing in a wide stance, usually had long-time tai-chi experience or so. Otherwise the street was empty.
I was ouside at midnigth, when i walked down the street here a nosegesturer passed, looked somewhat as if he had to do so. Somewhat heavier build, red jacket.

When i got outside in the afternoon of the 3rd, on my way to the near baker, the is-my-life-singer from the day before passed on the streetcrossing. He had new clothes, kind of dark suit of rougher material, and also new glasses. Seemed he concentrated on showing some attitude, despite alcohol still showed effect. Just around the corner two big weigth-trained men came towards me, both had the same proportions. The left( from my view )was a bald black one, the other one was a white and had black hair. They were carrying garden tools, hoes and rooks on long poles. At least the white one was holding more than one in his left hand, he said "do we already have three ?"( "haben wir schon drei" ), as if asking for time, but seemed to have a double meaning, whatever, number of his tools maybe. The black one said a "jaa" to put it in a conversation-context, but seemed somehow a little irritated. They were both wearing cotton track-pants. Natural patrol. I hink the white is the same from 18th march, maybe he also appeared on the 31rst, coming out of a bus with a comedian-writing on it, at night at a petrolstation. Cannot be sure, because they like to use people who have similarity. Cannot know if he somehow thinks this is funny, or if he is so assured of himself, because of his strength and motives, that he doesn't appear hostile with this. When i crossed the street in front of the baker a man came out, passed close to me on the street, entered a car behind me. When i've been in a supermarket in the shopping-centre the day before, he asked me to step to the side when i was standing in line, sounding as if he would be there to do so, then he was in front of me while i was walking back, till the market place. A weigth-trained man, shaved sides, black dyed upper hair, black sweater, cargo-pants.
I was walking for some time, once a woman on a bicycle came towards me, she abruptly shaped her lips to a "0", somewhat leaned to the side, but closed teeth, just for a moment, higher than wider, an absurd shape. She had much the same hair like me. Later at a bigger streetcrossing a man on a bicycle came towards me, black hair, glasses, and the eyebrows of spock. I think he also had the ears, but i've only seen from the corner of my eyes. On the other side of the street, where no pavement was, there was a granny, looking at me and pointing at her head, gesticulating that i would be mad. But looked as it would have no meaning to her.
In the evening i passed a group of punks in the park, not older than 20, one said "is this what you like"( "das fidest du gut ?" ), sounded as if it could have been adressed at me. On a meadow i passed a man who picked up dogshit with a plastikbag( thelaw ), he twice demonstratingly explained that he was doing so, interesting.
When i was at the bank at nigth, two of the punks entered behind me, about 2 1/2 hour after i've seen them in the park. One of them was standing in line of me to my side, for no reason, demontrativly watching me. He was leaning on a statement printer, did nothing exept watching me, the other one got money next to me when i did. He had a black jacket and chlored heans, a hooded sweater, the watching one had short hair, black jacket, black boots, rolled up khaki pants.

When i walked down to the supermarket at noon of the 4th, a man arrived at a corner of a house at the end. He fastly changed several times directions with a step, 90°, using the corner as a plea for his exercise. He'd leaned back his head, had a enthusiastic neurotic expression. Then he decided to come up the street. Already grey hair, but obviously trained, dressed in black. Seemed others also wondered.
When i was standing in line at another supermarket in the early evening, at the other till there was a man opposite to me, he had also bougth identical beers and placed them in the same formation on the band-conveyor. He was facing me, looked at me and then turned his head, to point out that he was attached at me. He had shorter hair, in his 20ies, was wearing a jacket lined with synthetic fur.
I was at a petrol-station at about 11pm, it opened when i arrived, despite it was closed before(pay outside). Maybe someone there wanted to have a look at me, a man wearing a dark coat. But wasn't overdone. When i arrived back at the street here a darker man came towards me, when he'd passed he articulated a vowel. I responded, he again, and i also. Somehow funny incident. He was wearing an orange hooded sweater beneath a jeans-jacket.

When i was outside in the morning of the 5th, there were some people standing in a near gateway, one signifyed something that it would have been a training lesson, seemed to be about the vowelist the day before. I was outside about one hour, four people had a look at me, it was like a scaling. The first looked mostly normally, somewhat sceptic, the second one showed kind of frozen interest, an older one, than a nasty one with umbrella, touching his herringbone-basecap when coming out of a shop, like greeting, and one other, something neurotic.
In the early afternoon a dark bald black man was coming towards me when i arrived at the market place. It was the only point where i would had to pass very close to him, because of a parking wagon, otherwise the place was emty. With the timing he was usually there because of me, i decided to turn at the wagon, passing it at the other side. O.k., he was just there to see if i would think he would be there because of me. When i had crossed the place another bald black one passed me, his face had similarity to the one before, exept he wasn't so dark. Also dressed in a similar style.
When i was outside with bicycle in the early afternoon, at the low bridge three women came towards me, when passing one said "hey, where did you collapse"( "na, wo bist du zusammengebrochen" ), followed by a short invidious laughter: hähä. Didn't look at them, they were wearing darker clothing, one had curly reddish ample hair, think the one speaking. When i was coming towards a group of young mostly black dressed lefties in front of the shopping centre, one said towards me "paranoia". Just stalking me to say i would think so, fit's to the ones from the market place. Short distance behind the lefties there was a dark black bald one, standing with the back towards me, had a cellphone. Dressed somewhat similar to the two at the place, think they all had flatcaps.

When i woke up on the 6th i felt bad, and all the time nasty one-word-thougths were popping up in my mind. I know this, stressed for always beeing guilty for whatever, these two-syllable thougths like to bug me, what i want to have least, mostly lacking context. But this spammind all the time when i wake up, that's somewhat much. I got outside, to get some normal impressions. There was flea-market, they would usually do something, but because of a higher number of people the % wouldn't be so high.
The first of them were in the pedestrian zone, somewhat spread, a familiar sniffing, then some of them stood behind me at the streetcrossing, one said "swimming against the stream, that's our motto"( "gegen den Strom schwimmen, das ist unser Motto" ), sounding somewhat nasty, they have their frequencies. I was eating fries, a robust black with a face like carved commented on this, sounded normally. There was also this beggar there, meditating with closed eyes, this time even the hands folded, perfectly. There have been some lefties who had a look at me, but not obstrusive. When i had moved on a man stopped in front of me, and a woman with a little child to my left, to my rigth there was a desk. The child was directly next to me, it was at that age when they just can walk. The man turned his head around and looked at me, in his left hand he was holding a solid drill bit upside down, the tip was directly aiming at my head or throat, diagonally from hip-heigth. They kept this frozen constallation, maybe for five seconds. Despite the man wasn't tall and didn't look strong, the heavy tool, becoming constantly wider towards his hand, he barely was able to encompass it, must have been more than and 20cm length, didn't move at all. Looked like a sculpture. Needless to say they didn't stop because of other people, so i was the "stream" that had been adumbrated. The man was obviously a martial artist, he did this concentrating on his exercise, without showing emotion. Greyish understated clothing, maybe early 40ies. The next one of them was the black one from the afternoon of the 1rst, with a concentrated serious expression, but he was just standing there. Did look younger than i thougth first, could still be in his 40ies, maybe with the beard he reminded me of an older one i had seen before. Then i was sitting on a bank in front of the shopping centre, a man on a bicycle was coming down the street. He looked at me with an neurotic eye, and i decided to give it back, think it was about the same. He had much the same hair as me, but darker, was dressed in black, grey hooded sweater, a lefty. But maybe this was just what they wanted me to do. I was at a near petrolstation, when i left a man and a woman passed me at the door, the man had paper in a transparent sheet and explained hectically "we can scan this"( "das können wir auch scannen" ), to comment on me giving back the eye. I have given a more ugly eye back once before, there have been two blacks, maybe in '05, i think it was the next time i came back home, then a black one who had similarity to the fries-commentator walked down the street here. When i arrived back at the streets here now, a black one who had stalked me repeately before passed me at the corner, this time with a normal expression( the one i described first in this posting had similarity ).
At home, while i was listening to radio, i heared a child screaming outside. I was listening to a broadcasting about "living/extended voice", and the child that in the first moment sounded normally changed his screaming to something like this, varying the long tones widely, really loud, a howling song, without breaks for drawing breath between. I have never heared a child scream like this. Don't really know how long, usually five minutes or so. Then a woman arrived at the child, said something if it had fallen down, and the child immediatly turned it to a normal scream and stopped. Could have been reprehension for the vowel two days before.
When i left home about one hour later, three people came down the street here, two men and a woman. At the streetcrossing the left( from my view ), a tall blonde man, dark clothing, said " That's how it is"( "das ist so" ), sounded as if he wanted to say that he heared the child also, and that this was odd. Later three people came owards me, two men and a woman, lefties in their 20ies. A man with short hair and dark clothing stopped and said with an overdone deep voice "there will be rain"( "es wird regen geben" ), also taking an according posture.The two others looked at him and laughed, and turning around the punkish girl looked into my face, somehow expecting. So this was again a comment on the radio, before the extented-voice broadcasting there was one wich mentioned shaman in todays nepal. Seemed the three have been told i would be a wannabe-shaman, and now they hoped to unmask me. When i arrived back a man who looked like patrol passed me near the entrance. His expression, and also the way he was dressed fitted to this, all in blue, basecap, fligthjacket, freshly shaved head. Looked serious and concentrated, maybe 40, trained.
When i brougth down the waste about 10 min later, there was an older couple at a car at the streetcrossing. The man explained towards the woman" this is not really true"( "das stimmt ja so nicht ganz" ), then he turned around, and said "the godlike"( "der göttliche" )in the direction opposite to me, where the "das ist so"-three came from one hour before. He had a mustache of about the shape attached to those classic plastik-noses, glasses, was wearing a brown coat.
When i was outside in the early evening there were nosegesturers twice, kind of if-you-think-this-is-a-gesture-it's-you-gesturers, but to show that it is they did it both the same way, and both were dressed in black. The first was at the park, the second one at an entrance in the street here, while a boy on a bicycle came towards me, coughing, twice with "o" that sounded much like kiai.
I walked to a petrolstation in the evening, a man came across the street and offered me to buy a magazine, i bougth one. Didn't look at him directly, maybe just because it's enough that day. He was wearing an orange hooded sweater beneath his jeans-jacket. A girl who passed me complained somewhat that i didn't look at her, maybe i was too absent. On the other side of the streetcrossing there were two women, one criticized "they are dressed badly"( "sie sind schlecht angezogen" )when i came closer.

The 7th was specially calm.
When i was in a small shop in the early afternoon a big man came towards me and looked into my eyes, that was what he was there for, whyever.
I had tryed a jacket in the afternoon, the clerk said they just got them new.
About half an hour after i was back i walked to the supermarket, then a woman crossed the street and entered one of the houses at the end. Seemed she was wearing that jacket.
Somewhere in the afternoon i heared a woman shouting a "no"( "nein !" ), sounded as if she wanted to stop other people.

optimized outlander

When i had entered the park in the afternoon of the 17th of march, a man with a face that looked like waxed came towards me, he had a much meditative expression. Black jacket, khaki pants, looked like antifa. When i had sit down on a bank, soon a black dressed woman made demonstrativly two shuffling steps when passing me, a lefty.
In the late afternoon at the park a black man crossing my way in some distance stopped when he was i line of me, then looked at me, his chin slightly upwards. A stronger dark bald one with an orange basecap, i decided to change my direction. At the near place( not in sigth of the one before ) a dark black man came towards me, he decided to change his direction, seemed he imitated the curve i had walked when turning before, wich was determined by parking cars. This one was wearing a washed-out purplish jacket. There have also been some people who had an eye on me, maybe martial-artists at about 50 years.

Before noon of the 18th at the near place a man coming towards me moved his mouth to the side, emotionless as well as pronounced, then he took out an unusued tissue. He was presenting it as if it would be an identification card. He was dressed in black, had darker skin, a well-cut moustache that ranged down to his chin, somewhat like the mustache from the one of the 12th/4th, but pointed. He had white beard and hair, but looked vital. In the shopping centre, before i passed a couple, holding each others hand and standing with their backs towards me, the man started to count, and with this swinging their hands. At two i was next to them, at three both made a step forwards, the man was holding his arm next to mine. Because he harassed me i took mine somewhat higher than i would have moved it normally with walking, and with that we both stood next to each other mirrowed in the same position for a moment, he quoted aikido-exercise. Whan i came closer he had turned around for a moment, to estimate this. They did it with ostentation. Both taller than me, he was a big athletic one, wearing a black jacket. So with their so-funny stalking they made a contrast to the dead serious one before.
When i was at an animal enclosure in the afternoon, on my way and back there have been three sniffers, two with bicycles, one dull orange and one intense blue jacket, and a jogger, blue jacket and orange shaded glasses. The one with the blue jacket also made a nosegesture. And another nosegesturer on a bicyle, where the one with the blue jacket had been before. This one had also a blue jacket and was followed by other bycyclists. Age of the jogger i don't know, but others were older than 40, orange jacket had grey hair.
In the early evening someone outside was laughing about me, then supported by a woman, also laughing.

When i was at the cheap supermarket at noon of the 19th, the clerk joked to the ones in line of me "if i would have glasses", didn't hear the context. On my way back there were a man and a woman standing at the market place, talking, looked somewhat like a presentation. The man explained "he didn't get it"( "er hat es nicht verstanden" ) when i passed. He was dressed all in black, much stylish, a used leather coat that was astoundingly straigth, so he couldn't have walked far with this, modern military boots, hooded sweaater(hood on) and orange( like the jogger the day before ) shooter-like shades.

When i had opened my window in the morning of the 20th for airing, a resolute walking man came up the street, sweeping his arms widely, seemed an exercise. Maybe a martial artist, 50 or so, black leather jacket.
When i left the bank in the afternoon, a nosegesturer passed some distance in front of me, at the street, then spitted out. Then there were constantly people attached to me, subliminally paying attention. Zen and/or kung-fu people or so. Some had umbrellas, it wasn't raining, so it seemed that was with another idea in mind. They were about 50 years and had the same walking style. There was a woman, i think i knew her from a training i sometimes had joined, but this time she wasn't greeting. Then on the other side of the streetcrossing a woman came towards me on a bicycle, aping my face-expression. It must be hard for her when she has no opportunity to show how assured she is of herself. But maybe this just didn't happen so often. This was just when i had looked at a child that crossed the street, seemed somehow other people were rotating around. The woman had ample reddish curly hair.

When i was on my way to the railwaystation in the early morning of the 21rst, near the station a man with a cellphone came towards me. I stepped to the side at bigger distance, he immediatly corrected his direction, so he was heading towards me. But then he corrected again, passed me normally. A martial artist, very trained, shaved bald. Kind of sniffer on my way back, a man who repeatedly soaked up his snot when he was in line of me. Have already seen him on my way to the station. Late 40ies, dark hair, mustache, dressed in washed-out blue.
When i left home at noon two men were on the streetcrossing here. They had both the same bowed posture, and a murmuring expression, like in awe. A mystic nazi theme, one was a robust black dressed skinhead, the older one had curly hair. And then some others who had a look at me, lefties or so, two were imitating my face-expression.
When i was sitting in the inner city and drinking a coffee i had bougth at a fat-food-shop, an asian man, maybe japanese, entered the near bank, he was wearing a red jacket. When he came out, towards me, he covered his mouth with his hand, then he was subliminally panicced, so i had to stop moving, because every move would have offended him. Other who passed me while i was drinking coffee were some darker men, all moving the same way, one was carrying something that seemed to be a stick, grapped in the middle, wrapped in paper as bouquets are.

When i got outside in the afternoon of the 22nd, a man walked up the street on the other side, he was followed by a woman, with short distance, at the same speed. The man touched his nosetip with a finger, moving it fastly up and down. Then both looked at me, turned around their heads 90° at the same moment, then looked forwards again, the man repeated the geature. Maybe both late 40ies, the man was dressed in black, wearing a beany, the woman had a bend posture, blue jacket. Later two black teenager, fair complexion, were coming towards me, seemed to be brother and sister, the boy said a louder ironically "for sure"( "ja, klar" ) at some distance. They have been told something about me, but seemed it didn't work properly. When i had passed them a man on a bicycle was coming towards me, he concentrated on showing a concentrated expression, with his eyes. Seemed to be a martial-artist, maybe one of the kung-fu people. His expression had similarity to the one from the 21rst february. I was in the supermarket at a near place, there a bigger skinhead, dark clothing, gave me a slightly sneering look. Among the rigthists it seems to be more common knowledge that also others support the stalking. When i got outside a slim teenage girl was coming towards me, in front of me she abruptly turned around and walked away in the direction she came from. So this was based on aikido, they taugth her to demonstrate symbolic aversion. She had earphones and was wearing striped tights or socks. I crossed the parking place in front of the supermarket, it's on a higher level than the pavement, at the end a man climbed on it with a big step, looking at me. He had a frozen toonish expression, lips widely apart to show upper and lower teeth, presenting a cigar. A rightist, in his 40ies, dark clothing. Then at the lower entrance two men sat on bicycles and passed me, one of them a sniffer. Also rightists.

When i passed the fries-hut at the park in the afternoon of the 23rd, a saleswoman coughed twice, to show that she had seen me. At the end of the park the clerk from the fair-trade-shop crossed the street, the one were i wondered that he looked like a rigthist. I've been there the day before, he didn't look so much like this as on the 19th of january. But now seeing him one day later and after the coughing is also odd, and i think a woman who jobbed at the hut( at the time when a salesman&friends scared me off )is also jobbing at the fair-trade shop. Later twice older men passed me, who didn't move shoulders and arms at all, somewhat spread, the first was wearing a black jacket, somewhat like a fligth jacket, the second one was dressed in black and had a basecap, security-like style. When i arrived again at the park there was a black dressed man walking, fligth jacket, a pale hooded sweater beneath, hood on. Oldschool Autonom. His walking style also fits to this. I've seen him first from behind, he had mummed with a plaid scarf, wearing it over the hood, knotted about in the middle of his head. So he wanted to point out that he had mummed with this, seemed the style of his scarf should make a contrast to the autonomeous.

On the 24th an older clerk in a petrolstation explained for no reason "too long" before he scanned my article. Then he forgot to give me a banknote for change, i had to ask.
In the afternoon a family, couple, child and perambulator, scurryed around a corner, the man whispered "one cannot say"( "kann man nicht sagen" ). Seemed they had been waiting there, they moved as a sneaky unit.

At about 2am of the 25th i woke up from tinnitus. I already heared when i was sleeping, it became extremely loud, then less, like the peak of a wave. Just when i woke up the one above me turned the regulator of his heater, then snored. He had obviously laid down on the floor above me, from there i never heard this before.
Before i arrived at the bank in the afternoon, a sniffer on a bicycle passed me. He did so when he was next to me, i then looked to the side. This was what he'd expected, he abruptly turned around and looked at me, so he got me. He then stopped in front of the bank, i passed him. When i got ouside he was still standing there in the same position. In his thirties, olive-grey jacket, woolen beany. Then i was walking to the cheap supermarket, opposite there was a man sitting on the ground, next to the stair of an entrance. He looked somewhat like out of it, i've first seen his head from behind, but then looked at him, he was staring to nowhere. Next to him there was a bottle of yellow lemonade. There are sometimes homeless, so maybe he was one of them. I decided to enter the shop, if he would still look like this later, maybe i should ask him. When i left the supermarket a green police-bus had arrived, and two police-men were heading towards him. I was watching them for a moment, they asket him for passport, he turned his head around. On my way back the black-dressed blonde man with mustache passed me near the baker, he had shown up on the 4th and 12th march. This time he had fixed eyes, like glass. But he wasn't heading towards me, don't know if he just wanted to be seen, or if this was because another man wondered about this.
When i was at a stationery shop in the late afternoon, a older female clerk loudly explained to another one some distance away "lecker" when i entered, wich sounded like "the licker", but because of the circumstances one would decide that the meaning must be "tasty". When i arrived back at home, less than two hours after the police-bus had arrived at the cheap supermarket, there was a police-bus of the same colours parking at the streetcrossing here. Two policemen and a -woman were waiting at an entrance to be let in.

When i was in the shopping centre at noon of the 26th, a very energetically fast coordinated man passed me and tipped at his cheek. Somewhat darker complexion, maybe arabian. There have been more blacks around than usual, three of them were older man who had similarity. One of them stopped and looked at me when he was in line of me, at some distance. He had an angry face-expression, and i couldn't know if he's always looking like this or if this was about me.
When i was outside in the late afternoon there were many black dressed lefties around, i think at least half of the people within 20 minutes. One with a bicycle and a cellphone explained "and now, where's the € ?"( "und wo ist er nun, der Euro" )when he was next to me. Maybe that was something that didn't work properly, sounded as if he really wanted an explanation from the one he was phoning.

Near the park, before noon of the 27th, a man shouted an "ai" towards me, like a kiai, using his french bulldog as a plea. In the park a jogger vehemently snuffled out.
In the afternoon a man outside explained to another one "there he is".
When i arrived back at home a couple passed in front of the entrance, coming towards me the woman explained something, acting as complicated person or so "a-also eigentlich nicht, aber jetzt irgendwie schon". The woman was blonde, the man had shaved hair and a basecap, both dressed in black, looked like security-uniforms.
In the late afternoon i had sudden pain, this time strong enough that i had to lay down where i was standing. I waited till it was over, then i was at the cheap supermarket. When i was standing in line there an energetically man, the intrinsic hype, appeared outside. He reminded me one of the leaders, the most open of them. He had even the same haircut as when it started. He then entered, i think he stood behind me soon, think i've seen his jacket from the corner of my eye. He wasn't focusing on me as stalkers normally do, so i thougth it must have been a similarity, but could also have been so obvious that i didn't got it. On my way back some people looked at me, somehow astounded.
Haven't seen the trained clerk there yet.

When i was walking to the baker street down in the morning of the 28th, a man came towards me, he made small steps and had an ill face-expression, but it was obvious that it was acting and fun for him. Some distance later i looked back at him, he had turned around and was following now. A tall man in his 50ies, long blonde curly hair, dressed in black, seemed to be kind of martial artist. Then a man got out of an entrance directly in front of me, he wasn't fast, so i passed him. He was dressed in black, hat a shoulder bag somewhat similar to mine, and black vans-sneakers with white wave-logo and soles. His clothing looked orderly and new. At the end there was another man who was dressed the same across the street, exept he had black soles and no shoulder bag. This one was somewhat darker, turkish background or so.
When i was outside at noon a sniffer on a bicycle came towards me in front the park. He then copiously sweeped below his nose. He had a well-cut dark mustache. When i had crossed the street at the park a man on a bicycle came towards me, covering his mouth with his hand. Then he took it away and presented the mouth-expression he already had. Open and as far as it could go stretched to the sides, showing many equally upper teeth. The teeth were specially yellow, he'd used something to colour them, maybe safran.
When i was outside in the early afternoon at the same streetcrossing there was a girl with a bicycle waiting at the other side. She smiled at me, i did also. Much younger than me, think below 20, but at least 16. A black one, dressed in black, a lefty. Immediatly when i had crossed the street a man with a bicycle turned in front of me, so i had to slow down. He had a concentrated hostile expression. Maybe arabian background. Later there was a man standing in front of a house in a bigger empty street. Didn't see his face from the front, but seemed to be a martial arts-teacher who had stalked me before, an older bearded one with longer hair. Think i described him the last time when i was buying fast food at the park and he repeatedly passed in front of the window. Now he was standing there, relaxed but somewhat like a figure. He had a cigarette, maybe he wasn't smoking but acting as someone who does.
When i was outside in the late afternoon, there was a child, a girl, standing in front of a store. She looked very immersed, maybe writing sms or so. She had a symmetrical face and with the way she was standing she reminded me christian figures. I had to smile for a moment. Trapped ! When i looked forwards again the woman from the 20th march crossed in front of me on a bicycle, staring at me with a gaping face. She wanted me to insert a reaction for this, again she looked like whatever, superior and likes herself. The one with the ample curly reddish hair. When i arrived at a supermarket at a near place( same as 22nd), there was a couple standing next to the entrance, and next to them a child, in a somewhat similar way to the one before. When i looked at it the man said "lecker"( "tasty/licker" ), as the clerk from the 25th of march. When i was standing in line at the till where the drinks are the man in front of me asked "so here i can(also) pay the normal wares, here's a breach to the (other)shop ?"( "hier kann ich also auch die normalen Sachen bezahlen, hier ist dann ein Durchbruch zum (Laden)" ). So he sounded somewhat confuse, but to answer his question if he can pay other things than drinks at the till i said :yes. He then loudly said, his leaned back head, turning "oh how uneducated i am !"(" ich bin ja so ungebildet "). He had a very orderly short blonde haircut, was wearing a wide scarf and a black jacket and looked much conservativly, was in his 20ies. So this was obviouly a harrasment, somehow i felt that the guy needed it, something was lacking. Outside the shop he was waiting with another person at a car, watching me.

When i was walking on the 29th, in the early afternoon on the eastside a man came towards me, walking in the middle of the narrow pavement. He wasn't fast and was looking on the ground in front of him, ignoring anything else, he looked immersed. So i stepped to the side. Seemed it was important for him to stay in the middle, and one shouldn't disturb him because of his so peaceful expression. He had somewhat darker complexion, in his 20ies, camouflage pants. On my way back a dark black child, maybe eigth years old, crossed my way, he was looking at me and smiling. He was irritating, because he looked at me as directly as possible, and was holding his expression constantly. He didn't expect a reaction, but was turning his head when he'd passed, still looking, it was like a presentation, as much smile as possible. These direct eyes, no motion in the face at all, attached at me. So cultural differences have some effect, but this was so magnetic, i wondered. Later an especially serious and concentrated man passed me with a bicycle, somewhat darker complexion. The last one of them was a man waiting at a streetcrossing, i've seen him from behind. He was wearing a black hooded coat, maybe new, hood on, blue trousers, sneakers. He was moving his fingers, he was a black one, it had a subliminally agressive expression. After he'd crossed the street he took of his hood with both hands, a naturally here-i-am presentation.
In the early afternoon an all-in-black dressed man passed me, maybe i knew him once from dojo. Didn't look at me, but passed me closely. His clothing looked new, was tasty fashionable, lefties catwalk. Somewhat gothic style, and a black medieval cap. It's long slim "tail" was hanging down to his left side. Was wearing black vans-sneakers, with this he was quoting the two in the morning the day before. If he was this it was hardly his idea.

When i was in the bank at noon of the 30th, a woman entered. She did remind me someone, but i'm really not sure. Could have been the partner of the one from the 27th, if he was it. She's also one of them. I was walking to the railwaystation, in front of it some rigthists, i think five, two skins among them, passed me. They were all walking next to each other, when close one explained "ich wurde schon mal einsgemacht", sounding somewhat stupid. Maybe this should have been double meaning, "eingemacht" for beaten up, and the other could have been ironically, in contrast to entzweien->separated, or so. Then, surprise, when i was at the baker, a man was standing next to me, with his female partner, he made a sniffing noise, the defined basic one, and was sweeping bleow his nose with his forefinger. Then he made some more sniffings, that sounded somewhat more naturally. Also looked at me, maybe it seemed more like someone who wanted a deal instead a harassment. When i was outside there was a black man standing at the taxis, showing his profile, didn't move much and looked straigthforward. Before i passed he spitted out, so then i walked on the ground he had spitted on. He was wearing a cowboy-hat and mirrored pilot-shades, usually not weak, maybe in his 40ies. Could have been an us-soldier.
When i was outside in the afternoon, in front of a place in the pedestrian zone, two teenage girls turned in with a wider consistent curve, sligthly accelerating, one explained ironically "but i haven't done anything"( "aber ich habe doch gar nichts getan" ). On the place a man came towards me, he moved as if he would be ill. In the moment i looked away he was running, three fast steps, to show that this was acting. Then a man passed me who said "int-sport", with underlining on the "int". Wanted to sit in the park here, but there was someone doing tai-chi-exercise between the trees, usually from the near martial arts school. I had my experiences with them, also in the park, so i decided to leave. Later i was sitting at another place in the park, eating something. When i had finished and stood up, three people passed me. The man said something like that "he"(me) would assume that he should know him(me), then made two stomping steps when he was behind me. Maybe late 50ies.
When i was walking to the inner city in the late afternoon, there were three black woman sitting an banks on a place, somewhat spread. One of them had passed me the last time i was outside, with a bicycle, she concentrated to hold a serious furrowed brow, as before. Another one was facing me, next to her there was a dark black child. I didn't look at them directly, because it was obvious that they would usually do some acting. The child had about the same colour as the magnetic smiling one the day before. When i was coming closer the woman clearly explained "he says, if i'm coming too, then it's o.k."( "er sagt, wenn ich dann auch komme ist es o.k." ). Sounded like a comment about abuse, and also if the child would be her superior. Don't know if they really had the idea to use the child as fake-leader. At another place i passed a man who was sitting there with closed eyes, looked somewhat like meditating, and had a similar expression to my (dead) brother. He was wearing a sweater that had similarity to one i had as a child. At the next streetcrossing there was a man with a bicycle, wearing a sweater that had also similarity, he made mouth-noise when i passed. This time there have been more blacks around than average.

In the inner city before noon on the 31rst a rigthist passed me, a big trained skinhead with camouflage pants and black sweatshirt. With the timing it was usually one of them. Not much later there was another one who looked like a rigthist, blonde gi-haircut, newish black sweatshirt with something printed on it in big white letters, one word was "left"( "links" ), so maybe it was a political joke.
On my way to the cheap supermarket in the afternoon, when i had crossed the next bigger street a man who was dressed as fashion-version for extreme conservatives passed me, seemed to be a rigthist, also the way he moved. Not much later a bald shaved man on a bicycle passed me, he looked into my eyes, i knew him somewhat about ten years ago, but he didn't look friendly. A lefty, gay, seemd he was imitating my face-expression. Beneath his jacket he was wearing a brigth orange zipped sweater. So he looked like buddhistic pop. Just when i had crossed the market place a younger man, maybe lefty, came towards me on a bicycle. He looked into my eyes, so i looked in his. The look. Then he blinked an it's-o.k.. At the next sidestreet a young man with an mtb started to ride on his backwheel when he was some distance away, heading towards me, so i had to recognize him. He was followed by a girl on a bicycle, dressed fashionable lefty, 10 years old. Maybe his sister. On my way back from the supermarket three girls, also about ten and dressed in lefty faschion, came out of a shop, nearly run into me. This was about there where the girl on the bicycle came towards me before. Just when i had passed them and looked forward again there was a man on a bicycle coming towards me, he looked at me. I knew him, maybe till '90, a lefty, gay. I give it a chance that they had the idea to present him somehow as themselves, but he's nothing like that. At the near side-street a dark black with rastas turned in with a bicycle. At the near place a robust bald black crossed the street, he turned his head and looked at me. It was as if he wanted an explanation, he was obviously there because of me. I could live without this, however it's better than bullying.
When i was outside in the late afternoon, a group of kids passed me at the park. They were all predolescent, some younger than ten. They were talking, one said "i know some (girls), you can do anything with them exept fingering" and one said something like "get into bed with them"( "kannst alles mit den(Mädchen)machen, ausser fingern...ins Bett kriegen" ). Also with the way they were talking it was obviously scripted conversation, paedo-humour.
When i was at a petrolstation in the evening, the man in front of me was a heavy-boned man with very hairy lower arms. He knew the clerks. Not much later a man on a bicycle passed me, he had extremely furry black brows, they didn't look naturally.

When i got outside in the afternoon of the 1rst of april, a man who was standing behind a bus before showed up, coming in my direction. So the idea was to appear surprisingly, he could see me through the windows before. A black one, at least in his 50ies, wearing a new coat. Think i've seen him before in the park, but i'm not sure if he's someone who did nothing before, or someone who shouted at me and had mad eyes. Among the black they had no older ones the most time. In the park i smiled at a woman who was coming towards me, because she looked nice, she did then also. She had a cellphone, when she passed she said "are you ill" and something about going to a medic, and it sounded as if she was repeating what she was told. A slender black one, her new black coat and jeans fitted like bespoken, was wearing chucks. So she was dressed similar to others in the recent days, would like to know if the clothings are a reward. Then someone at the fries-hut shouted an "outlander/foreigner"( "Auslaendeeer" ) across the big meadow, as loud and as long as possible. Really long, maybe he is a musician. It was a dark black man with rastas, he was dressed in white, kaftan and trousers. He was marking their territory. He was there with some children, with his walking style he showed that he's doing chi-exercise, consistantly and with ostentation, it's like a parade. I've seen him last year, doing so while playing frisbee on the meadow, he was all the time moving like this, every moment, and also focusing on other players, they wondered, then he did on me, across the meadow, i was sitting at a good distance to him.
So now there have been three or four days with the idea of someone they maybe could present as a leader instead of themselves( holy child, name similarity, guru ).
When i was outside in the early evening it was sligthly raining, empty streets. In the pedestrian zone there were some black people at the streetcrossing. Just when i had passed them two women, maybe late 50ies, fastly came towards me from the side, one hissed "that's him"( "das ist er" ). Short distance later the next person who passed me was a man wearing a blue jacket, he soaked up snot.

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