a black phase

When i was on my way to the near supermarket on the 7th of august there were three young men in black t-shirts, they walked energetically, they all came from different directions. I turn around, there is again one, look to the other direction, again.
Not much later i was sitting in the park, a gesturer passed me, a boy, maybe 12, he was wearing an dark blue t-shirt with orange seams (they already had a few of them with yellow seams), something printed on the front.
When i was on my way to the cheap supermarket one of them came straigth up to me directly from the side while i was sitting on my bicycle, waiting at a traffic ligth. He was agressiv, he then turned around and waited next to me, some just little but constant impulsive movements said that he had in mind to attack me, but that was usually just the mindset he was given and enjoyed. When he came up to me he kicked a crown cup, to underline his agressiveness, without doing extra step.
Maybe they had placed it there as part of his exercise. He was already older, somewhat bigger and looked strong. In the street leading to the supermarket a black woman was walking some distance in front of me. She was wearing white boots (no high heels), kind of spacy fashion. Two men with beer in their hands were up the street, i've seen the face of one of them, he had such a stupid expression that it hurts. The other one turned around to the woman when she passed, not only his head, with all his posing body, as if it would be a compass, he was attached that way till she had passed.
She didn't react on this at all, maybe she had some routine with that. When i passed he said a nasty "hello" to me. I didn't look at him. When i came out of the supermarket and then stood there, eating something, an energetically walking man wearing a cultivated khaki suit passed me, touvhing energetically his nose, as they like to do so often.
On my way back, not far away from a record shop, a leftie who had repeatedly stalked me passed me. He likes to dress in black, this time he was also, but in a way that doesn't really fit to him. All black, and it looked new, the t-shirt, shorts, socks, the shoes would have also fitted to a suit, this neat style looked more like fascist fashion than like he dresses normally. The last person i passed before was a black woman.

I was outside at about midnigth, already the 8th. When i passed the beer&coffee-hut at the near park someone coughed to show that they know when i pass there. It's just a few streets from here, so they must be ready to get there instructions, it could hardly be planned.
When i was back i brougth the waste out, 2 people came towards me, and when i crossed the street they stopped before i passed them. The one was robust and bigger, shaved bald, he was wearing a dark sweatshirt, the other one was wearing a red sweatshirt, and beneath a white shirt with dog-collar. They talked something, not loud. When i came back i saw that the big one had a "pit-bull" on his back, they stopped directly next to the entrance, the big one, he had a beard on his chin, asked the other one for fire. When i passed them the fire lightened his face. They were angered, rightist who showed presence.
This was all they did that day.

On the 9th they only had one very discreet sniffer.

On the 10th i opened a window, and leaned on the sill. I rarely do so, because the chance is high that one of them comes down the street and directly stares into my face. This time two blacks passed, one of them has stalked me before, more than once, he lives street up. The other one was robust, shaved bald, wearing a yellow t-shirt. They talked.
Not much later, five minutes or so, just when i had left the house, a police-car turned in the street here.
Few streets later i've seen the one with the yellow t-shirt again, coming towards me. There was another black man, very dark and also bald, on a bicycle on the other side of the street, when i've seen him he touched his nose. It doesn't look like a gesture, because he also moved his head, as people touching/scratching their face often do. The gesturers normally don't do, exept they turn their heads towards me. But with the timing he was usually one of them.
Some streets later near a petrol station a police-car turned when i arrived at a bigger streetcrossing (but no other cars there), maybe it was at about the same speed as the one before, it looked as it wanted to imitate the first one to me.
I turned in the street and headed to the railwaystation. Then down that street straigth in front of me there was a policecar parking at the station. When i was waiting at the traffic ligths at the bus-stop opposite the station it passed me.
After i had passed the low bridge near the station two black man where walking in front of me, talking, they sounded much like the two who had passed below the window. Before i passed them one raised both arms, as if there would be a planet-sized-ball, he said "the world, when everything was closed." in german ( " Die Welt-als alles geschlossen war " ).
He did his gesture and said this with a naturally assurance, risen above any doubt, and it had clearly a religious meaning to him.

At about midnigth, already on the 11th, two men passed here, one said something with "drugdeal".
I was at a near bank about half an hour later, when i arrived two teenagers on a scooter stopped in front of it, they entered also and stood at the cash machine next to me. One said something like how impressed he was about the trip he took, the other one, who was closer to me, asked "the yellow ones ?". He was wearing yellow chucks.
When i was outside in the afternoon there was a nosegesturer, and then at the park a black bald man on a bicycle came towards me. He said something, then again, there was no one else there, so i slowed down and looked at him, seemed he wanted to ask something, he had a friendly expression. But he didn't look at me, he passed me talking to himself in his afrikan language, explaning something.
The next time i was ouside there was also one of them with a friendly expression, a leftie with some badges, he stood next to the cycle way, holding a cellphone as focus/fetish/alibi at his ear, looking at me, saying "hey, fit again ?" ( "Na, wieder fit ?" ) when i passed him.

On the 12th i was at the flea-market. There was a pretty black woman, she stood there, leaned her head to the side, seemed this was a greek-statue-posture. This was at the beginning of a short street, on the street a white woman passed me, a leftie, she had an absent stare and loudly shuffled with her flip-flopped feet at each step, obviously she wanted to describe a zombi.
I made a comment about a stupid game in an forum, and now they complain that i made a comment ( seems they explain that i would have the opinion i critizised, they often do so ). Towards the end of the street there was a seller where i usually have a look if he's there, two big black men passed there, dressed somewhat snobbish, some white clothes, one said towards the articles "i cannot afford this" when he passed, and repeated this, seems this was kind of fun to him.
When i moved on short distance later someone behind me ( a white man ) said towards me " is this o.k. ?" when i passed some black people, women and children, implying that it could not.

When i walked doen the street here and crossed the bigger street to buy something in a shop there on the 13th, two completely black dressed men passed me in front of it. The one had a black iroquese-haircut and a pentagramm on his back, the other one was wearing a hat, a long coat made out of thick cloth, one of these with two lines of metal buttons, one at each side. Despite the warm weather he had it closed up to his neck, and it was decorated with an assessoir : a chain as girdle, and two other chain attached to it as braces. And all this tigth and orderly. He passed me with catwalkish assertiveness.
The next time i was outside there was a teenager who crossed himself, but only half, only mouth and left chest, when he passed me.

Some others, but i described most of them.

an advice

On the 23rd of july they had one of their bald dark black ones, he twitched his body-builded bizeps when he came towards me.
And an old man on a bicycle who constantly stared at me.

The 24th was a day when they didn't show up, i was outside about one hour.
I've heard that two bicycles were stolen out of the basement, the discription was that they were expensive and could be carried with one hand. So most bicycles could be carried with one hands. However, i'm the one here who always carries his bicycle upstairs, of course with one hand (don't know how i could carry a bicycle upstairs otherwise).
It's not the first time something has been stolen out of the basement. Also this year someone had a try on the lock of a bicycle of another neighbour. And last year something was destroyed, i think it was a sofa, and something mostly worthles was stolen : empty bottles.

On the 25th there was someone on a bicycle waiting at a traffic ligth, when i came closer he moved his front-wheel to irritate me, to show that maybe he would drive into me.
In the evening, when i was at home, someone outside said something like "there he is. Not today, maybe at saturday". Sounded as if one of them made an appointment when to show up.
On my way to the shopping center there were some people who let me know that they had an eye on me, the most obvious was an angry woman, blonde and in her 50ies, when she came towards me she had one hand in a bag she was holding in front of her, seemed that she had a weapon, or maybe it should look somehow like this, could have been a knife. She was very closely followed by a tall darker man, attached in a i-stand-by-you-way.
The last time i was outside( when i described the one with the bicycle) i looked angry myself, i'm not really healthy, and there were some of them looking at me.
And an athletic man with darker skin came towards me, he looked to the side, so i thought maybe i had looked for too long at him. And he made a shuffling step, but a controlled one, wide and bowed towards me, like a barrier. I was not sure if he was one of them, there were some who could have been of them, watching me, but doing no gestures or so.
But if they comment it this way, waiting for me and then coming towards me, so i had to step to the side, because i cannot know what she had in her hand, i think he was one of them.
On my way back there was a gesturer, a robust man, maybe 50, he smoked a cigarette, deeply inhaling. He stopped at a streetcrossing, so i came closer, he cupped his left ear with his hand, this was a gesture to someone who passed in front of him (at a sidestreet) in a car.

On the 26th a sniffer when i was at a baker, a woman who looked similar to the one with the bag the day before.
When i was outside in the evening someone with a military cap stood near the house, looking in the direction of my window, then at me. He stood there as if he had to do so, but liked this. Not much later there was someone with a similar cap who looked at me in the same way. And i passed some people who stood in the entrance of a house, they had an artificially conversation about bicycles, replacing some words with odd german ones "there are only basic brakes on the terrain-bike...passed" (" da sind ja nur Standartbremsen am Geländefahrrad...ueberholt "), the other one asked how fast he would have been, the answer "75". It sounded like look there-he-comes, now we say as we were told.

On the 27th at 4 a.m. some people came down the street here, the first said very loud "then he had lied to everyone" (" dann hat er ja alle belogen "), the last they said, when they arrived at the streetcrossing here, was " then he should hang himself "( "dann sollte er sich erhängen" ).
One hour later someone in front of the foreigners house yelled "Alue", an odd pronounciated "Ali" (name), also sounds like lie/Luege(The others before had already passed there, so it could not have been adressed there).

On the 28th two discrete sniffer.

On the 29th i was outside once for about one hour, i was at a park on the eastside with my bicycle,.
There was an exhibition about dinos, mostly for children, i thougth maybe i could see a sculpture, so i passed there. When i came down the steep meadow towards the wagons there was a woman between them, she was holding a girl in front of her. Seemed that this has to help the girl that she should pee. The upper body of the girl was against the body of the woman, both were facing towards me. The girl had the pants down, the woman was holding her legs at the knees, so the girl didn't touch the ground. Technically i doubt that it made much sense, maybe the girl was 5 or 6, so she usually could cower without that support. Maybe this should have been kind of accusation, because it was exposed to me.
On my way someone with a i-am-flying-expression passed me, his eyes closed, his arms somewhat spread.
( time ago i knew someone who knew him, he took drugs or/and alcohol-problem, no idea how it is today ).
And at the bridge an agressiv looking man, darker skin, dressed in buddhist yellow and red, was at the streetcrossing near me, maybe 50 years old, touching his nose.

On the 30th there was only one discrete sniffer, an old granny who did so when she was directly next to me. I don't expect that she could decide herself.
In the near supermarket one of two clerks said a baubling "peaky" (" Hungerhaken ") when i passed.

On the 31rst there was a sniffer, and someone on a bicycle who signalist with a gesture to someone else when passing me, then took out a handy as if he had to report it now.
Someone said "drugdealer", the way that i could barely hear this.

So these july-days there wasn't so much, but i also haven't been outside much.
During the beginning of august they liked to have many people who just made me feel that they kept an eye on me, sometimes connested to each other through a steady rythm, often feels like beeing under a bell jar.

On the 1rst of august on the afternoon there was a young man who made a sign to someone else, covering his mouth with the hand, he was shaved bald, maybe a rigthist. And there was an asian man coming straigth from the synagoge memorial to cross my way, this had something to say to him.
On this day some of their people were dressed that way that it would fit somehow to a boyscout-theme, it was boyscout day. So then there is one of them, and at the next who lookes like this i cannot know then, but maybe...
In the evening there was one noseman in olive near the market place, he made his sign as if was a symbol to someone else (they sometimes liked to do so these days), then near the low bridge there was one on a bicycle who looked like this, there was also some tension on his body/neck so it seemed he was concentrating to be aware of me, so i didn't want to follow him, he knew this and turned, so i also changed my direction, he did again, so i did again also.
Then i passed one of their gesturers, an older man who was pointing at his eye.

When i was at the streetcrossing at the low bridge on the 2nd, this time coming from the other direction, a man who had a bicycle with a frame that was much like mine stopped next to me. He had also an rigid mtb with a rigid fork, about the same frame size, and of exactly the same rare colour, but his one was new. He looked at mine and then demonstrativly upset moved on to cross the street at another point.
Not much later someone holding his antic passed me on a bicycle, he concentrated to have his little mouth consistently bowed down, like a sad smiley, and it was not in the middle, it was at his cheek, so it looked as if someone had tagged it there.
Maybe some of the people who had a look at me these days were some of the near martial artist, yesterday i had some beer and dared to touch a stick, and because the one above me is always attached they know( so then i'm in the near supermarket, i take something out of a shelf, i move my arms more relaxed then normally, a man behind me comments this little detail with a rebuking snuffle) .

On the 3rd there was a black-haired woman, maybe 50, near the synagoge memorial who raised her arm somewhat, then stopped this move abruptly, seemed she wanted to present her wrist.
I've seen the black man who yelled "Allah" one day after they had their hypno-jesus, he was dressed in his pale blue cloak again, seemes he normally likes to dress this way.
In the evening three skinheads passed me at a streetcrossing, one spitted out, another one said "one has to look out" (" muss man gucken" ).
Another time in the evening a black woman on a bicycle turned in the street in front of me, towards a discothek, then an agressiv man passed me. Both were wearing white sweatshirts with thin black stripes across.

On the 4th there was nothing.

On the 5th i bougth me a coffe at the railwaystaion and drunk it on a bank in front of it. Three man were passing me, watching me, one looked into my eyes to judge me, the authority was with them, maybe police. They were about 30 years old, early 30ies, the one who looked into my eyes was wearing a brown poloshirt with a white "omm"-symbol at the side.
When i moved on an uniformed policeman stepped to another man( maybe taxidriver ) in front of the station, the policeman said "there are no children here", towards my direction, "children" somewhat louder.
When i was ouside in the early evening there were some people who seemed to be connected at me, mostly with timing, who looked strong for their figure. Maybe this was inspired by a comment on a forum from me. The first was down the street here, a completly black dressed man with a "security" on his t-shirt, shaved bald, he closed the door of his car and then decidedly crossed my way, the man without a doubt. Then down this street, on the other side of the bigger street, there was a man who repeatedly raised his arms fastly while walking, as an exercise. Later one of the strong-themed ones was a fair black woman with sunglasses, on an old bicycle, she braked near me and while looking at me she made an expression, maybe as if this lame braking would be like weigthlifting to her.
The next time i was outside i bougth me some fast-food.
On my way near a petrol-station a nosegesturer came towards me on a bicycle. He stretched his nostrils, while he leaned his head back and took breath. Maybe he knew at some detail what this was about. He had darker skin, was dressed in white and pale khaki, maybe late 40ies. When i was waiting forthe food four young teenagers crossed the street towards me, a boy touched his nose while looking at me, a girl repeated this geature. Then a man wearing a black t-shirt and dark grey shorts walked on the other side of the street, making a nosegesture. Then a black dressed woman on a bicycle came up the hill, she gesticulated with her arms, like the man at the beginning, the last time i was outside.
On my way back the first nosegesturer passed me again near the petrol station, staring into my eyes.
Then i was outside at nigth, on the low bridge a bigger number of young teenagers passed me, three groups or so, in the first there was a girl who made a photo with a photoflash. There were some others in front of her who had turned around, however, if she made this because of me it would have been the best moment ( when i was closest).

On the 6th at nigth i heared the "it's my life" singers (really loud). They were two and it was kind of extended version. Once they turned into the street here, then they head some more text, but i didn't understand, after they sung a strophe they laughed and turned.
They sounded as if they had to proof or assert something.
When i was outside in the evening there was a gesturer, he was holding a hand at his ear as if he would have a cellphone. A younger man wearing sunglasses, and a white jacket and saturated blue jeans, both freshly washed.
He looked as if he wants to be an agent, also looked like a rigthist. Then therewere two people who had much the same glasses and a corresponding expression.
The last time i was outsided there was a more subtle action: a man with a pitbull came towards me. He had darker skin, he moved as if he would be drunk or so, also somewhat agressive. Then a black dressed man on a bicycle came towards me, he looked at me, he estimated the situation and then was moving at a speed and distance that i had to pass the one with the dog closer than i would have done normally.
So this is just exercise for them, they have the routine, they will have the ability to make "accidents" or so.

The last days there have also some blacks who had a look at me. They were not hostile or so, maybe at some people who "just look" the best use they can make of it is to gather information about them. However, they already need to have some influence to tell people when they have to go where, even if they don't get them to the point to make use of them as they do usually.

funny fireball

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

shft-shft

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

marsian humor

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I described most of them these days.

the signs say

When i was outside with my bicycle at the late afternoon/early evening of the 22nd of june, at the near park there have been two children, boys, the one had an bicycle, the other one a scooter. I couldn't see his face, because of the helmet, but it was obvious that he was too young. He was braking, the way that the backwheel was sliding. This was near the playground, on a way, not on the street. The other child signalized him that he should follow, wich would mean that they would have to ride on a cobblestone street. The helmet and the scooter looked newish, the situation showed that no adult one would be near. But it was usually acting, to remind the smoking boy from the 21rst. And when i was sitting in the park a jogger passed in front of me, white t-shirt and grey shorts, dressed much like the nose-jogger from the 21rst.
On the eastside i passed one of their nosegesturers, a discrete one, waiting with other people at a busstop. An agile slender young men, maybe 20, darker complexian, maybe arabian. He then turned around fastly but smooth, to show how he could move. When i arrived at the low bridge on my way back, a dark bald black man, dressed in an signal-/superblue t-shirt( i think "superblue" describes this blue well, like superman, as ideal as blue can be, their favourite "basic" blue ) turned around and looked at me. It seemed he was watching me, maybe to notify someone else. The bridge was full of people, waiting till they could pass, and the black one wasn't close, there were many others between. When all had started to walk and i came closer to the other side, i perceived someone in front of me/to my side , he was moving in an odd way, seemed to be kind of exercise. He was carrying a backpack in the one, an a bag in the other, both grapped on their top, they seemed to be heavy, and he walked very concentrated, not to move arms, hands, bags or head. He had his chin pressed to his throat all the time. Looked like a symmetrical dragging-his-chains-figure, something like this. I knew him once. but in '98, on a cobblestone-street, he came towards me, down the hill, dressed in a way he wouldn't dress normally. Simple plain white cotton sweatshirt and jogging pants, one set, and they didn't fit well. In contrast to this he had a black really shiny plastik shoulderback. He walked very straigth, robotik. He mechanically turned his head directly at me, but his eyes didn't move at all, he demontratively looked through me. The last time before this when i had seen him he was in front of me, with a bicycle, i was walking, without turning he had said a taunting goodbye with a high voice, then he pedaled fastly ahead, in a low gear. Since this i had seen him a few times, he likes bags. But back to the bridge now. At the end of the brigde on each side there was a man, dressed with a black t-shirt that showed a sailor ship, sketched in white. The one to my rigth had a dark very short iroquese-haircut. And short distance behind these there was a cop, dressed in green, on each side, it looked as if they were part of the constallation. The two men with the black t-shirts were waiting. Then the one to my rigth walked to the other one, passing directly in front of the carrier, turning his head to him. He said something, very fast, seemed it was about instruction, but the carrier negated with a minimal shake of his head. It looked very organized and experienced.
When i had passed the policeman i heared "Is he still there ? But he has such an eye-catching shirt." and "But you know each other from the class."( "Ist der noch da ? Aber er hat doch so ein auffälliges Hemd. Ihr kennt euch doch aus der Klasse."). Seemed the policemen were really part of it.
So this was a taunt because i had looked at the bagcarrier. I thought what "class" could have been about. Maybe this was again the martial arts theme. I had to stop 2000 or 01, after not less than 2 years. Of course now i wouldn't have any chance against him( and many others who would also have no chance ).
Few streets later i passed some people, one said "he's already away ?"( "Ist er schon weg ?" ), a taunt that said that i had been vanquished.
Next time i was outside a dark black man who was rubbing his nose came down the street, he had a nose like a boxer and the nose was somewhat fairer than his face.
And when i was outside at nigth someone on a bicycle braked hard short time after he'd set in front of me with some others, i had to stop, but didn't crush into him. There have also been some of them behind me, one made a comment on it, sounded estimating, maybe it was no accident.

The next time i was outside, in the afternoon of the 23rd, two security-men, wearing black clothes exept their bluish-green jackets, passed me. One said with an ironically "but i'm not responsible for that" (" aber da kann ich doch nichts für ") when passing.
The next time i was outside someone said "don't get provoced" (" nicht provozieren lassen ") when i arrived at the low bridge.
Then, about where the security-men passed me, there were some people standing, waiting. When i came closer one demonstrativly scratched his nose with his left while looking at me, then looked at my bicycle. Seemed to be lefties. The man was wearing a new olive green t-shirt, it showed a white logo, two crossed machine guns (i think M16) and a smaller gasmasked helmet on top of them. Short time later a man came agressively up to me from the side, so i had seen him when he already was next to me, he holded his hand in front of his face and shouted at me "i am so dense !" ( "ich bin so dicht"; "dicht" can say close or drunk ). Behind him there was a taller companion who laughed, they had talked about this before. Both had some weigth-training, could have been cops.
In the evening i was watching a band. Just when they had finished an upset big overweigthed security-man walked into the audience, near me, as if he had been alerted. But there wasn't anything that could have been the reason, and if he wanted to go somewhere else it would have made no sense to march into the crowd.

In the nigth, already on the 24th, i was at a petrol station. A tall gaunt man entered at the same time, i had seen him sometimes about 1990 or so, he seemed to be drunk, despite he said something and i answered he didn't recognize me.
He had a small jute bag with him, and inside the station he took out empty beer-cans and started to put them orderly next to each other on a rag, then he even started to straigten dents. So this was opposite of me on the 21rst.
I told him that this wouldn't be necessary, he didn't care, a clerk told him to follow, he dropped two cans at the same time, one in front, one behind, symmetrically at about the same angle. In front of me was a nosegesturer, turkish background or so, weigth-trained. He didn't look agressive, it seemed that he was really making a sign to me. He was holding the forefinger of his left vertically beside his nose, just for a very short moment. With this he was quoting the smoking child from the 21st.
On my way back a man on a bicycle passed me, he smiled at me, i knew him, had seen him 01 the last time. There was an experience wich wasn't really good.
In the afternoon i was again near the low bridge, a man greets me when passing. I mentioned him before, at a flea-market, he once did something, he had been a close friend of my brother, and when my brother died he was there. When i had seen him later and talked to him he grimaced at me, stared at me, to show me how my dead brother had looked like. So i didn't greet him back now. The next person who came towards me was his companion, following him. He was younger, had the same eyes. He asked me for some coins, with the same voice, a close relative. I ignored him, then he added "and if we would look very sad ?"( "und wenn wir ganz traurig gucken ?"). This humour was too complex that they could have thougth of it themselves. Then i bougth me a pizza. Just when i had it finished a girl, one of two children of darker complexion, came towards me. She asked me for money. She showed me a booklet, there was the copy of a small photo of a medic taped on the inside of the cover, and in the middle of the first page there was a single column of numbers, 2/ 1/ 0,50, wich should show the money she got. On the first page the column reached from top to bottom, the others were empty. It looked like a bad joke of the one who connects the money. She said "brother" and "surgery" ("Bruder, Operation"), she was from romania.
She had dirty clothing. I decided not to give, it makes no sense, it wouldn't improve her situation. Maybe i could had bought her some food, but it didn't came into my mind.

On the 25th i have seen a body-builded bald shaved postmen, wearing a signal-red polo-shirt and black cargo-shorts, he was running to his white bus, he lookes like one of the three red&black dressed ones from the 19th. And i had the impression as if he wanted me to show how he could run. Short time later, on my way back, i've seen him again, standing at a street-crossing, writing something into a booklet, kind of bodybuilding-posture that accentuated his strong arms. Later i've seen that he'd delievered a package, a neighbour took it for me. When i was sitting in the near park a noseman passed me, maybe 50 or so, blue t-Shirt and jeans, he almost closed his nostrils with his fingers and made a snorting noise, his cold enabled him to do so, when passing. Some time later a woman with a child, maybe her daugther, and a dog came towards me. The dog looked somewhat like the one from the 21rst, i'm not sure if it was the same, at leat the body looked similar. Maybe the one time i had sunglasses. I think this one was smaller, it looked like a kind of bulldog, also somewhat darker, frowned head. This one i had seen from the side, on the 19th from the front, one reason why it's face looked so strange was the colour, it looked like inverted. But also the shape was strange. So this time the child had the leash, the dog had a cold, and the woman stopped in front of me for a moment, and commiserating the dog, it sounded somewhat sarcastic. So with the snort-man before it was to show me that they are of them.
In the afternoon someone passed behind me and murmured something like "poopo" towards my (lower) back.
Maybe i knew him from martial arts once ? Maybe i don't want to know, and with this enhanced face expressions, who knows.
When i was outside in the evening they came up with what seemed to be their version of jesus.
On the other side of the traffic ligths at the near market/parking place, surrounded by some people, there was a taller( cannot really say, seemed bigger than the others around ) fair blonde man with very long hair. He was wearing high military boots, also military pants. His fixed eyes stared to somewhere above the ground. He had a straight posture, his appearence was categorical enough to ensure that no one would accidentially step into his way.
While because of his enlightment it made sense that his view did not touch ground-level at the same time it seemed that he tried to look into his forehead. On his forehead i've seen three marks, a prison-tattoo of a barbwire.
The man was in trance, i won't be near if he would "decide" that someone would be too close. But fortunatly this was obvious enough, so this won't hardly happen. After i had passed the place (i was walking) a shaved bald man on a bicycle passed me, he had a big bag on his back, black with two neon-yellow stripes, he made a nose gesture and then gave his scrotch a longer look. On my way back someone with short shaved hair, camouflage trousers and loosely bound brown boots passed me, for a moment he vaguely imitated the lag-lamb ( with this they admired themselves ). He had an U-lock in his rigth, pressing it against his chest.
When i arrived back there were two dark black men standing in front of the house, one was standing at the hedge, pissing. The talked in their language. The other was wearing a brigth orange t-shirt.
I was just short time in the flat, then got outside, when i was waiting at a streetcrossing at the near park i heared three times the word "horror" from behind me. I turned around, in front of the icecream-shop there were three laughing asian people, a man who had talked and two women, sitting on their bicycles, next to each other, looking towards my direction. The man was wearing brigth orange upper clothing.

And some others these days.

pump

When i was outside on the late afternoon( afternoon is till 6pm, then evening, to keep it simple )on the 18th of june, and came back, two shildren on bicycles passed me. The first tipped at the tip of his nose with his finger, the one behind said "imagine you must do so/that", they found it funny. Two streets further an absurd man passed me, he looked like a gay nazi. He had a cleanshaved head, athletic, maybe weigth-trained, black comfortable clothing. And a mouth like Heydrich, but bigger. He really looked like both, and not just neo~, he had this timewarped mouth.
Then near at the market/parking place a man on a slick-tyred bicycle stopped me, maybe a martial artist, grey jacket, he obviously wanted to stop me for a moment by coming towards me, a control.
In the evening when i was at the city-week they did nearly nothing, despite i passed so many people.
The first was at the repaired bridge, when no one else was near. A very trained man, somewhat darker complexion, who just looked at me to ensure that i would know that's not incidentially. Maybe a cop. The next one was at the low bridge, the same trained build, and he looked at me the same way. He looked somewhat russian. Maybe they were both professional martial artists. Later a man who moved his head to the rigth and to the left passed me, this looked also martial-artish in a way, a kickboxer before a figth or so. He wasn't as pumped up as the one's before, but still looked trained. He looked at me, but he looked nice.
It's not unusual that martial artists are among these people. This time i did something that provoked it. In my last posting i mentioned that i drunk some beer on the 17th. When i drunk the first 3 (later+2) i punched against the cover of an empty carton, also kicked a few times against the wall. The man above me already would react if i would take a few deeper breathes, by standing on top of me or so. The sticks/staff i still have are completely taboo, i have accepted this. Because of the beer i ignored a mental barrier, so i punched this carton, mostly sitting, some minutes. Upset neighbour, payed more attention to flush the toilet when i do the next day, and martial artists showed up when i was outside.
But that's not so unusual, i don't regret it.

At noon of the 19th at the streetcrossing here a man passed me, talking to himself. He said "it was a ~pink~ day,...i haven't..."( "ein ~rosa~ Tag,...habe die nicht..." ). He seemed to be somewhat confused-or afraid. He was wearing a violet fligth jacket, black pants and white sneakers. His clothes were new, this was especially obvious at his sneakers.
When i was sitting in the near park a rigthist passed me, dressed in white, new looking clothing, a clean shaved skinhead. When he'd passed he made a gesture to his head, then he was doing some forceful uppercuts, looked as if he would be training them with weigths. Later a nosegesturer passed me in the park, a slender man with black hair, tottooed arms, also the lower arms, newish clothing.
In the afternoon i was in the shopping center in the inner city, a greyhaired black dressed man, short beard, passed me, he came up to me in an authoritarian way, made a nosegesture, then touched his buttock. When i had left the supermarket there was an older overweigted man, who stood there like a watchman, wearing a superblue t-shirt.
Outside a cleanshaved bald overwigthed man with sideburns said "this one i've seen different before" ("den habe ich auch schon mal anders gesehen") when i passed him.
Then at a place in the inner city when i passed two sitting people, looking in my direction, wearing red t-shirts and black shorts, as kind of uniforms, one was a bigger athletic with shaved bald head and sunglasses, a man who was also dressed like them passed in front of me, targeting to stop me.
Later i've seen two cops who looked like teenagers, with the timing, they came from a parking place when i passed, they could have been of their people. The way they were holding their caps looked as if they were wearing their uniforms the first time, looked like costumed.
When i was outside in the late evening with my bicycle (as usual) someone who gripped the root of his nose while looking down, and then looked at me, passed me. He was wearing a new brigth red hooded sweater.
I was looking at some furry cattle, a man on a bicycle, darker complexion, touched his lower arm and looked at me, to accuse me beeing a junky. On my way back a man on a bicycle passed me, he had the sleeves of his white jacket shoved in a position that they made him look like a pumped up comic-hulk. Maybe a martial artist.
Maybe they had send some martial artist towards me, claiming that i would be the super-enemy, and now they send one to make fun of it. On my way back i passed two men, facing each other, looked like a confrontation. When i came closer one said to the other "is this the one ?"( "das ist er ?" ).

When i came out of the door in the evening of the 20th, the old woman who lives below me was standing in front of it with some friends, she said something like that she'd lost her key. At the next streetcrossing i said to myself, that one of them will usually have a cellphone, i was thinking about if they would get into the flat.
At the near market/parking place two overdone laughing men came towards me, it was acting, mouthes wide open, big faces, and both laughing the "a"s and "h"s at the same time, each one could be heared separatly, and the a/h's all sounded the same. This was usually inspired by an article i've read online that day, it's nothing new that they get inspiration from this, it was about this nazi-symbolism, so this were initials. The two looked somewhat like lefties.
At the water i passed two young slender men, who looked both much the same, maybe twins, they were sitting on the quay wall. Both had short shaved hair and pale khaki jackets. One said that he had two penisses.
On my way back, one streetcrossing from where i said "cellphone" to myself( not loudly, and no one close to me ) a man in companion of a woman said towards my direction "i have it all landline"( "ich habe ja nur noch festnetz" ), to show that they had been watching me before.

At 1:30 am on the 21st someone outside, on the other side of the street, opposite this house said "but is he still awake ?"( "aber ist er noch wach ?").
In the afternoon i brougth empty beer cans to a petrol-station, i don't drink often, but maybe this was from a year or so, so they have been many. On the way to the station in front of the playground at the near park a child smoking a cigarette passed me. He was a boy, younger then ten. I looked at him, and he took the cigarette to his mouth and he looked at me.
His hand made a gesture, the forefinger was straigth and pointed vertically upwards, next to his eye, and the hand was all the time, while he moved it to his face, as if it would be made out of one piece, he didn't move his fingers. The way he looked at me was not as childs do, it was of dead mechanic sureness. He was like a junky. Also his eyes. His clothes looked new.
When i left the petrol station one of their rightists passed me.
When i was sitting in the near park there was again someone who touched his nose when he was in the middle of the way that crosses the big meadow. This time a jogger, all dressed in white exept his pale grey shorts. He then snortet in a tissue and then wlaked instead of continuing jogging. When i wanted to leave the park there was a brown dog standing in the middle of the way. A woman had him on long leash, she was standing behind the dog beside the way, on the small path that is used by joggers, she was conservativly dressed with a coat and had a cellphone in her other hand. It looks as if the dog was standing where he had to stand, and it looked as if the dog was trained to do so, as a guard dog. It had a remarkable strange face, with big flew, i think it was a mastiff. But it would be small for that, maybe it wasn't an adult one. I took the next way out.
Later in the inner city there was a concentrated cleanshaved skinhead passing me who looked angry, his face frozen in this expression.
The next time i was outside two men walked in front of me, near the townhall, when i was behind them one turned his head to the other and impulsively said that then he would go mad, in a way that it seemed he was pretending to be kidding about it, because he was exercising to do so. Maybe cops, both bigger than me.
Then the next time i was outside a skinhead passed me when i turned into a street at the near market place, he had much similarity to the one with the frozen angry face, this one's face wasn't so overdone, but they had been done in one row, this one had also this concentrated expression and moved that way, no hair, similar proportions.

And this morning, on my way to the baker, i had a stalker. A man, darker complexion, maybe an arabian background, he came closer, it felt nasty, so i stopped at the street to cross it( not at the traffic ligths ), hoping he would pass. But he stood beside me, when i looked to the side i've seen his eyes, he looked like someone who was waiting that his button gets pressed. Then he looked to the side as i did, imitating me. After i had crossed the street i walked slower, and he passed me. He was bigger and heavier than me, he was wearing a white jacket, black pants and white/fair sneakers. On the back of his jacket i could read "wilkinson". His hands where like rubberhands, maybe he did too many exeercise with them, and wanted to show this. The cigarette looked as if someone else must have sticked it between his fingers.

I described most of them these days.