at the grey line

In the morning of the 20th of november a man on a bicycle passed me, he looked into my eyes for a moment, he looked somewhat disturbed, maybe a sleepless nigth. He had similarity with the one at the petrolstation, the day before. Hair&jacket.

When i was outside at noon of the 21rst at the end of the street two people passed me, a black dressed man and a woman. The man was gay and said an ironically " that's great"( "das ist ja toll" ).
In the afternoon some people were looking at me, they knew me and i should know this. But i didn't knew them. Probably lefties, two with big chin-beards.
Two really calm days.

In the afternoon of the 22nd i walked to the shopping centre, in the pedestrian zone there was a sniffer, an athletic man with darker complexion, in his 30ies, he was physically very present, he would usually attack me on command. He did remind me their first people, back in the mid 90ies. In the shopping centre there were some, but not so intense. On my way back at a streetcrossing at the near place a woman with a boxer-dog passed me. The animal was upset, abruptly turning widely his head. Then a black bald athletic man on a bicycle came around the corner, looking at me, imitating the dogs "face". Eyebrows up, eyes round, he couldn't do flew, but imitated the wet part of mouth between, bowed down, oddly pressed skewed thin lips. He kept this expression.

When i was outside before noon of the 23rd, there was a taller athletic black man, wearing a baseballjacket with yellow sleeves, walking down the next street from here. He stopped in front of a (white) man, who said "i'm working"( "ich arbeite" ) to him. The black man just stood there, no conversation or so, looked like acting.
When i was outside in the evening, three young men on older bicycles came from the side. One was jiggling his handlebar when they were close, and said "that's so cheap"( "das ist ja billig" ). A quote from someone who became their mobbing-subleader in about 2000.

When i was on my way to the market in the morning of the 24th, a gesturer came towards me from the side at the streetcrossing at the place. He was pointing at his temple, sideways, as well a suicide-gesture as a nuts( vogel zeigen )-gesture. He had brush-cut hair and was dressed in black, was wearing brown hiking-shoes. The way he moved when he turned around at the traffic ligth showed that he had his instructions. On my way back a man dressed in black, and wearing a white opened jacket came towards me. He looked like a martial arts teacher i knew, from the next big city, but he had a darker complexion, and bleached short hair. He was a quote from a movie i had seen the day before, a character from "the ninth gate"( similar complexion/hair, maybe black part of clothing, not body-proportions/face).
When i was at the river at the eastside in the afternoon ( with my bicycle, as usual ) there were a bunch of their people. The first of them was a nosegesturer at the streetcrossing here, wearing a blue bib overall. After i had seen a group of people who had met in a park and looked as if they could be rigthists, a man, in his 40ies, black sunglasses and upper clothing, came towards me on a bicycle, with a subtle smile that said that he wasn't there accidentially, a rigthist. One sniffer on my way to the river. On my way back the cleanest punk i've ever seen came towards me on the river-bridge. He was wearing a brand-new cyclist leather jacket with white sleeves and a union jack on it, striking white. White pants, short iroquese-haircut, several piercings, including conspiciously unpractical ones. The next one of them was about 1km further, a man who stood on the pavement, somewhat hunched posture 3/4profile, waitining for me. He turned his head around, and the eyes demonstrativly stucked once before he looked into mine. He had his cheekes lifted, to give his eyes a squeezed expression. Later there were two teenagers doing a boxing-like exercise at a bus-stop, looked like wt. A little girl reported them, and a woman behind them, wearing a headscarf, monished them, so they stopped and got out of the way to let me pass. A family with migration background. When i passed the bus-stop i've seen in the last moment that one more person was inside, a man who stood as close as possible in front of the advertisement poster, concentrating not to move at all. He had his hands in his pockets and took a symmetrical stance. I've seen him just in the last moment, it seemed his head was black, but i didn't really see his face. His posture said that he was the one from 23rd/27th october, and 22nd june, who is a white. On the other side of the street there was a dark black man on a bicycle. When i had passed the station a man, maybe late 40ies, behind me loudly explained "i don't understand this"( "das verstehe ich nicht" ) towards me, that way that it should represent me. Normally this would be irony, but he was beyond this, his masters voice. I didn't see him, he must have waited on the backside. Near the low brigde there were two sniffers. On this bridge there was a white punk again, this one in companion of a woman. He was wearing a new white hooded sweater with a black tribal on his back. His grey pants were systemetically bleached, seemed with a rectangular sponge, that it made a pattern. Shaved hair exept for a tinctured black queue in the middle. At the traffic ligth at the street behind the bridge there was a couple waiting. They were holding each others hand, but didn't stand close. When i stopped next to them the man gave the girl a wet kiss on her mouth, from the side. He wasn't moving his legs, he took advantage of his size, and the girl didn't expect this and didn't like it, was ashamed. And that was what he liked, he wanted to show me. He was a taller man with a darker complexion, she looked somewhat asian, was about 16, he more than twice as old. When i crossed the street there was another man, 50 or so, with the same complexion, maybe a relative, in the moment he looked into my eyes he started running towards me, diagonally, consistently moving, but not fast. A timing exercise. In the pedestrian zone an edged voice some distance behind me declared "we can give it a try"( "wir können es ja mal vesuchen" ), style similar to the previous speaker. This was immediatly after i had seen a black woman. If i would have turned around she would have been in line, so this would have been awkward. I've heard the voice before, he likes comments in the inner city, one has been this year when i passed some black women at a flea-market. This grey area between positive and negative racism. Not much later a nosegesturer, an asian man wearing a khaki jacket. This was all within 1 1/4h.
At all there were 21 who were obviously theirs, and with companions at least 30 that day.

When i was outside at noon of the 25th, on a bigger street near the park an older man came towards me. I already expected that he would be one of them, his body had a sublimally categorical and angry expression. Then he threw something down into a trash bin, with a big gesture, leaning his body widely, with big arm movement, to express his condemnation. He had already pale grey hair, the way he used his body over his face to express himself looks similar to the two darker ones the day before at the bridge near the railwaystation, he also seemed to be a migrant, maybe he belonges to them. What he threw into the bin seemed to be a paper-pelleted, and on the pavement there was a whiting-line, like those on the turfs of sporting fields, parallel to the line of the cyclist-lane. If they did the line this will be their biggest cokain-gesture ever. It's several km long, the only purpose i can think of would be a running event, have looked in the internet, but didn't find any. For a random joke it would be too big.
When i was at a fastfoodshop next to a petrolstation in the afternoon a slender sportive man wearing a black suit came in. He postured that he was facing the ones standing in line. He took an exact symmetrical stance, to show discipline, and also did remind me the one at the busstop the day before. He had a shiny rectangular security-logo-plate sticked on his breast, dark with white letters, the name of the company in cursive. He would better fit into a noble hotel the way he behaved.

When i was at the cheap supermarket in the afternoon of the 26th, there was a nosegesturer inside. A black dressed slender sportive man, he tipped his nose and then took something out of the shelf, a quick move to connect two objects, to show his coordination. Then he looked at me, to assure that i got that he was one of them. His clothing looked newish, exept his worn brown hiking shoes. Much like the one from the 24th at the market-place. When i was standing in line there were three black dressed people in front of me, two grannies and a man in his 50ies, especially the man showed rustic behaviour, including snorting. His clothes looked new, and he didn't let me stand line up, blocking the way with his stepped back firm leg. They bougth products with a farmer/peasent(Bauer) written on it, and others that fitted to the theme somehow. When i had left a black dressed woman, wearing a limegreen beany, came out and tipped at her nose, much like the one inside.
When i got outside in the early evening a man slapped at the backwindow of his car, that was parking in front of the entrance, to get attention of or irritate a puppy inside. Maybe a joke. Seemed to be a martial artist, maybe wt. He had short-shaved dark hair.

Also others these days, cannot describe everything. First two days nearly nothing. I think i described all on the afternoon of the 24th, where more than usual of them appeared.

cryptic socks

When i was outside with my bicycle( i move mostly with bicycle ) in the evening of the 12th of november, at the shopping centre in the inner city a black dressed man came towards me, he had his rigth hand at the inner pocket of his jacket, bulging it. This was obviously to represent a weapon he could draw. He was wearing high white basketball-sneakers, similar to the one from the 30th of october. He had fair longer hair, was in his 30ies, was wearing a new leather jacket and a stretch jeans for his narrow legs.

In the early evening of the 13th a lank man with a serious frozen faceexpression came towards ne, crossing the parking place of the near supermarket. He had a non-ligthed cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and was holding a cellphone at his ear, in a fixed way that fitted to his face. He was white but had afro-hair.

When i was in the inner city of the 14th at noon, a stiff stringent looking woman came towards me. She was dressed in black, wearing a plaid scarf, taller, somewhat gaunt, in her 40ies. The nobility is demanding it's authority, or so. In another street i passed two men, one said "he's a collector"( "er ist ja ein Sammler" ), the other "not everybody get's this"( "das kriegt nicht jeder" ). Just when i had passed them they walked faster, so i walked at the side and slowed down, because they were annoying. But now they moved at my speed, and a group of people came towards me, so i was fixed at the border of the pavement. Then a black dressed bitter older woman came towards me, with a similar expression like the first one i described. It was their pavement.
When i was at home in the evening, two laughing men with a ball walked down the street here. At the end one yelled the "it's my life", not as agressively accusing or taunting as usual, but a statement, to show how self-assured he is.

When i was standing in line in the near supermarket in the late afternoon of the 15th, there was a young athletic man, usually not weak, in front of me. He was wearing a plaid jacket. He snapped his lower leg to his thigh, he knew martial arts. When i had paid he was still standing there, and there was a sixpack he didn't already bag. Instead taking it or stepping to the side he walked backwards to the end at my speed, awase. He once looked at me, it was fun to him, as a matter of course.
When i was outside in the evening there was a bigger number of people coming from a sporting event, so there was police to watch the traffic. When i arrived at the streetcrossing i slowed down, two men came towards me, both dressed the same, black pants and shoes, that would fit to a suit, but in contrast to this green parkas. One was deking with his hasty steps, to stop me. Not much later i passed them again, one said when i was behind them "when one has a second team"( "wenn man noch eine 2. Mannschaft hat" ), the other agreed with a strong local dialect.
When i was outside near midnigth there was a couple with bicycles in front of me. There was no reason to expect that i was going to pass them, but the man said "there is a citizen cycling faster than we do"( "da fährt ein Bürger schneller als wir" ). The woman got to the side, and because it would otherwise make a nasty situation i passed them. When i started to do so the man added "not now, but he could"( "jetzt nicht, aber er könnte"). The man had dark curly hair, was wearing a black leather jeans, the woman had blonde long curly hair. The man did remind me one from aikido, the legs looked thinner, but it could have been the pants. He enjoyed the same sarkastic attitude.

When i was at the baker in the early morning of the 16th, there were some people in line of me( maybe two ), when they left a man and a woman entered. Seemed they belonged together. The man que-jumping passed me, the saleswoman said that i would be first, the man said he didn't see that, sublimally accusing me for invisebility. When i took what the saleswoman put on the showcase, i had to get closer, the man didn't step to the side, he was standing directly next to me. He constantly looked at me from the side, vellicating moving his head, as if targeting with it at some points on my face. Seemed to be a martial artist. He had bald shaved hair, was wearing glasses with a black frame, a leather jacket and a grey hooded shirt, he was in his 30ies. The woman was in her 50ies, she had dark curly hair.
When i was outside at about noon, three woman, 50 years or so, came towards me on a path. One stepped to the side, and while doing so she looked into my face and loudly said an "och" to taunt me, speaking like a mother would talk to a little child.
When i walked down to the near supermarket a man and a woman came up the street, the man said, in english "he's said to be a killer", and added, less clear "but he walked there". In the supermarket a salesman wearing a white coat checked the sensor of the bar with a sloppy kick when i entered. The last times i was there he was standing near the till.
When i was outside near midnigth there were seven sexual-themed ones, two of them were young men who came towards me on the low bridge, hugging each other, making a concerted step towards me, so i had to look at them, if they would stop me. They looked friendly, fun. One was wearing a glaring red shirt. Then a black dressed woman in high-heeled boots, she turned around, seemed she was waiting to do so. Then three young men/teenagers on bicycles, one said vulgar vagina word. They were all near the railwaystation. And at the end on a place a man passed me, he looked at me, he had a neatly rolled glaring red kerchief hanging next to his crotch. All within half an hour.

In the afternoon of the 17th there was a man standing in front of the church next to the near martial arts shool. He looked to somewhere above the entrance and didn't move, he had a cigarette in one hand, he had an expression as if just something happened that caugth his attention. Then i had to slow down, because a couple with a little child was in front of me. Lookes like one of their classic constallations. I think the man was one of the escrima-people.

When i was sitting in the park at about noon of the 18th, three people passed behind me on the jogging-path that encircles the park. A woman running in front, and a couple following her, with a perambulator. The man loudly says "that way she's learning it, she is watching it and will copy it"( "so lernt sie das dann, sie beobachtet das und macht das dann nach"). Obviously a joke, but somehow it sounded as if there would be a certain meaning. Never seen joggers with a perambulator on the path before, it's not the perfect surface for it. I was bicycling for a while, about 1,5h later i was again in the park, eating something. I was sitting on a bank on a wooden platform at the pond, and a couple with a perambulator came towards me. The woman said, to be heared "old, with wooden stairs, but chic"( "alt, mit Holztreppe, aber -so- chic" ). The man was wearing an greyish khaki parka, hood on, despite it wasn't cold or wet. But that way it was more obvious that it was new, looked as if he was wearing it for the first time. I had a look at similar jackets in the internet before i had left.
When i was in the laundry in the afternoon there were two people who were attached to me. The first was sitting next to me in the beginning, he snipped a little paper pelleted against my bag, and then he moves that he was attached to me, nothing special, but clearly showing this. Smaller fast and coordinated moves. His jacket was similar to mine, but he was dressed more orderly and some gel in the hair, an atlethic person. The other one was then standing near me, when i looked at him he turned around and directly looked into my eyes, he has been waiting for that. He was wearing a green fligth jacket and fashionable martens-boots, was somewhat gaunt, looked like a leftie. They knew each other, they communicated when passing each other, with their eyes. And then they didn't get on my nerves. So they were not like the usual people. Also a group of people came in, two had shaved hair, one of them was wearing a black leather vest. First i thougth that maybe they could be rigthists. The one with the vest stood in front of my washers, just when they stopped, he opened both, and asked me if this would be mine. But he was not agressive or so, looked friendly. He did remind me someone i met at a weekend-training. All machines were in use in the laundry, i thougth how many of the people could be of them. Before i left someone said "kendo". Outside a taller man in his thirties wearing a black cowboy-hat, the headband decorated with metal buttons, was standing next to the laundry, watching...a tree on the other side of the street, probably.
At home i've seen that they had added five white socks to my clothes, must have been when they were in the dryer and i was outside. The socks looked all the same, expect they all had different stripes at the seam. Two had colored in the middle, two in the outer. Two had pale pink, two pale blue, one in the middle and one outer each. And one had none, instead there was the word "artengo" on the feet. What a thougthful way to show presence.

In the morning of the 19th there were loud squelings outside, seemed that it came from the place some streets from here. Sounded like wet brakes, also voice, seemed someone has used a container as an instrument.
Maybe i've seen the first one from the laundry the day before at a pertolstation at noon, standing outside next to the entance with a cellphone. He had a static posture and a gay expression, was wearing another jacket.
When i was at the cheap supermarket in the afternoon there were some black dressed people, lefties, some patches, styled hair, in it. One of them stood there, on the other side of a low rack, facing me, talking with his girlfriend via cellphone while looking towards me. He had an androgyn voice, i should listen to his creepy niceness. When i was standing in line three of them were standing in front of me, two men and a woman, and a couple behind me. They were there because of me, don't know why, seemed to be funny but serious. On my way back a man wearing a redblack-plaid jacket came running towards me, he had a bag that made a specific noise as if lots of pills were shaked inside, it was a rattle. He looked at me, he was, or has been, a junky. He had longer, already grey hair.
In the late afternoon when i was on my way to a hifi-shop with a defekt apparatus, a fast cyclist came towards me when i arrived at the next bigger street. He was concentrating to go fast, and moving consistend. For a moment he was heading towards me, to point out that this is his track, wich leads to the street behind me, that was separated by bollards and an odd choice for going fast. I stepped to the side. He couldn't get far if he expects that all people will get out of his way, so this was to impress me. He was wearing dark sportive clothing and a cap( i have a somewhat similar, was wearing it the day before once. But at his the shape was more defined ). Could have been the one from the 23rd of october. No hope for my apparatus, the man in the shop said. I got outside, when i arrived at the street three speedy teenager with bicycles came from the left, i've seen them in the last moment, because of the corner, and stepped back. They were cycling next to each other, and used both lane and all the pavement. And didn't react on me at all, just kept formation.

Others were five sniffers these days, all the discreet ones, who aren't loud and make short defined sounds. Two gesturers who raised their elbows sideways when next to me. And at least fiveteen others.

cap mouth, cap ear

When i left home on the 4th of november, there was a young couple standing at the streetcrossing here and watching me. They seemed to be uncertain, what is different from the usual who watch me or so. The woman was wearing orange upper clothing, the jacket and what she was wearing beneath had exactly the same colour tone. After i had passed them i thougth if i had seen them before. They could have been the owners of the dog on the 27th of october, after i had talked to the man a woman had arrived at the streeetcrossing, also searching.
When i was outside in the late afternoon and came back, on top of the street here a man came towards me in the middle. He was holding his hand over his mouth, in an apace controlled move, the fingers stretched and together, the hand/fingers in vertical position. A don't-talk-gesture. He was carrying a bag and was dressed in grey, wearing a goretex-jacket, hood on.
In the evening someone walked up the street here, saying " adjusting himself again, hahahaha, hm, has this to be ? hahahahaha "( "stellt sich wieder ein, h, muss das sein, h" ). Sounded taunting.
Not much later i was at a petrol station, when i entered a girl carrying a young dog passed me. Inside there was a young man with a rucksack with plastik cups attached to it, seemed to be an angler, standing in line of me. On my way back i passed a man who was dressed somewhat similar to me in about 2000, he had a shoulder bag that seemed to be a container for an exercise/training-staff, and carried other bags in both hands.
When i was outside at nigth i passed a loudly piping man with a rucksack in the inner city.

When i came back from the near supermarket in the afternoon of the 5th, the man with the button-cap from the 31rst of october came down the street, in companion of two men of darker complexion, both looked similar and had mustaches. The two were hugging each other and constantly moving widely their arms and heads while doing so, but looking forwards, stupid acting. The man with the cap was wearing a blue jacket and black leather jeans, i thougth the buttons on the cap had a different shape, looked like knobs now, and less in number, maybe the buttons could be attached to them, not sure. When i had passed them a police-car slowly passed the streetcrossing here at constant speed.
When i had left a shopping-centre in the late afternoon there were three young (white) people standing near my bicycle, one said the racistic n-word to the other guy, the girl there didn't like it, then they left.
When i was outside at nigth two police-busses, one following the other to connect, passed at the near place. Both had only one driver inside.
And two sniffers that day.

Between 4 and 5am on the 6th someone in front of the house made a loud snorting noise, seemed he made it through pressed lips.
And two jogging sniffers, both the same, both at the park that day.

When i opened my window to air, already on the 7th, near midnigth, an older( looked like this, the way he moved ) man passed in front of the house, he capped the ear that was on the side towards me with his hand, by raising his elbow straigth in front of him, then took it back in the same way. He was wearind a dark/black flatcap and jacket, shaved hair. Nearly an our before i had raised the loudness of my stereo, to see when the speakers crank. Not so amazing, 1sec or so, but enough for one of them to do acting about it.
Half an hour later i was at a petrol station, in front of me there were two people, one seemed to be a fireman. When i was waiting a police-car passed directly in front of me/the shop, taking the station as an shortcut. When i bougth something a car stopped behind me, then one of the two men bougth "red bull". Two women, dressed in dark coats, were standing next to a petrol pump, without moving, looking at me. Before i passed them one said a louder certain "yes".
3 sniffer and 1+companion others that day.

In the early morning of the 8th i heared a loud coughing, sounded like the one i described on the 4th(evening).
In the afternoon a woman passed me in the near supermarket, she said "on the bottom"( "auf den Po" ), she then connected to her companion, who looked at me, in a brash way. They looked as if they had their experiences with alcohol/drugs, maybe early 40ies. And a tall man, in his 20ies, dressed in black, turned his head to the side, 90°, and streaked out his tongue, licking shape, after he had passed me, maybe a lefty.
In the late evening one of the "it's my life"-singers was in front of the house, then he and his companion laughed.
About half an hour i was at a petrol-station, same as on the 7th, when i stood in front of the shop/till a dark mercedes stopped behind me, two men, dressed somewhat similar to me, got out, then one bougth a "red bull", then they babbled something like "he understood it" ( "der hat schon verstanden" ). Both athletic men, one had an iroquese-haircut, but they looked more like rigthists.

In the early morning of the 9th a sniffer, a garbage collector( or dressed like this ).
In the evening someone in the inner city said "that's shit"( "...ist scheisse !" ), to be heared. So this could be about anything. He had companions, and other people around also fitted to him, maybe lefties.

When i was my way to a petrol-station( same again ) in the evening of the 10th a man and a woman, both dressed in black, came towards me, the man somewhat ironically said "alsway this self-determination"( "immer diese Selbstbestimmung" ), to be heared. I've seen him before, he worked in a copyshop.

In the early morning of the 11th a man coming towards me gave me an assertive look when i was at the baker in the railwaystation. He had some similarity with an actor in a movie, yesterday on tv. Maybe that's why.
When i was at a bank in the late afternoon a straigthforward-walker passed me when i left, so i had to step to the side.

Their sniffer were mostly routine, just the short defined noise when passing.
Wasn't so much, i have described nearly all, it's colder and rainy, wasn't outside much.
Towards the end of a year they often do less, and in some past years it had taken them a while till they got back to usual frequency.

ministry of prototyping

When i was walking to the shopping centre in the inner city, in the afternoon of the 23rd of october, near the center a man came towards me, looking at me with his eyes, but his head only turned sligthly. A robust build man, he has taken a hunchbacked posture, and his arms in a bowed outside gorilla-position, his thin lips protruded to a beak-like shape. This way he passed me, holding his expression. Maybe in his 40ies, shaved hair, black beany. In the shopping-center a woman shortchanged me( -5€ ), then i was walking outside. Two men passed me, one had a darker complexion, one said "that's so cheap"( "das ist ja billig" ) when they were next to me. It couldn't have been their idea, because they came from outside.
When i was outside with my bicycle in the evening a man was leaning at a pillar in front of the shopping center, he was constantly looking at my face, already from a bigger distance, demonstrativly with a gay expression. He was wearing a flatcap, dressed like a skinhead, had shaved hair. The last time he had shown up was on the 22nd of june, the carrier on the bridge, now he had a completely different concept.

In the early evening of the 24th there were two black dressed men standing on the other side of the streetcrossing. Both were mercurially moving their eyes, the two obviously belonged together, but they tended to look away from each other. Much later i got it how this was connected, they had taken my eye-movement when i was cycling out of context, they didn't move and didn't looked at the ground. On bicycle one is moving faster, and in the city has to pay attention at the ground, pedestrians, whatever, so the eyes are also moving faster. One was taller, long-haired and blonde, had a chin-beard, the other had shaved hair and was wearing glasses, maybe he'd shown up before.

When i was at an animal-enclosure in the evening of the 25th, three nordic-walking-women, maybe in their 50ies, with a dog came towards me. I had squat there, and the women were walking so furious straigthforward that it would have been awkward when they had passed directly behind me, so i stood up. One contemptuously shouted "he's not so big. He's a latecomer !"( " der ist nicht so gross. Das ist ein Nachkömmling !" ) towards me,didn't sound as if this would be about their dog.
When i was outside the evening, walking, a girl on a skateboard came towards me. There have been no other people there at all, but she came closer, so i stopped. She looked at me, wasn't hostile, she did not look bad. Reminded me someone i knew as a child.

When i was on my way to the cheap supermarket on the 26th, and waiting at a streetcrossing, a bigger black man, wearing glasses with a thin golden frame, came running towards me across the street, from the side. I looked at the traffic then, i usually cross when no cars are there, if red or green. When he was behind me i had the feeling that he came straigth up to me for a punching exercise. The clerk they had trained showed up in the supermarket again. Timing-exercise while pulling a cart, and pointing towards me, or the shelf behind me, and shouting "that is there"( "das ist da" ), while standing next to a granny.
In the afternoon a man on a bicycle looked at me as if he would be greeting me, could have been the one with the stucked-on mustache from the 15th october. Would also fit to the clerk today. People that show up with a complete different mindset next time are still irritating. So that's the fun for the ones that are somewhat deeper into it.
In the evening someone said with assertiveness "this waitress"( "diese Kellnerin" ), as if he would look down on something in a box or so. Maybe this was about the girl yesterday, because they didn't get her where they wanted.
When i arrived at a petrol-station in the late evening, two security-men were outside. One was talking to a group of people, the other stood in front of the entrance, and notified the others that i arrived, giving me a silly nickname. He then walked into the station, greeted me when i entered, and didn't step to the side when i took something out of the shelf. In the station there was a woman, in companion of a man, she had similarity to the one on the skateboard the day before, but bleached hair and dressed different. When i left the station the security-man greeted me again, i greeted him also, as if this would be common routine.

When i was standing in line in the near supermarket on the 27th, there were two robust-build men standing in front of me. They had both shaved heads, the one was dressed somewhat similar to me and had the same bag. Maybe rigthists. When i had payed, a black dressed slender man wearing leather jeans walked outside, seemed to be gay. He was carrying a plastik-trident with a red evil-style spearhead on a black pole. The day before, when i was at the supermarket, there was a man with new sweatshirt with these colors( pub of local rockers ), seemed that the one with the trident had to carry this on.
In the evening i've seen a black dog with a red neckerchief walking up one of the side-streets here, it seemed to be no owner near, and because the dog was irritated i decided to follow it. At the park i heared people calling, usually the owners, the dog had moved far away from them. It still seemed to be irritated, when it wanted to enter the park there were people standing in the dark, one made a noise, and with this send the dog out of the park again. The noise the man made was like noises i do typically when i want to communicate with these animals. I lost sigth at a streetcrossing. A young man, the owner, arrived at the crossing, i told him where the dog had disappeared.
I was outside in the late evening again, this time a man was standing in front of a lantern at the park, he had taken a resolute firm posture, quoting workers-posters from the 30ies. He was standing there, as if he would be guarding an entrance, arms and legs straight and somewhat spread, not moving at all. He was wearing dark clothes, kind of simple suit, that also fitted to the theme, and a flatcap. He had shaved hair, maybe it was the one from the 23rd, but i couldn't see the face, because the lantern was behind him. It highlighted the outline of one side of his head and a cheek, an edged accent. A well-elaborated figure.

On the 28th there was only one discreet sniffer.

When i was on my way to a baker in the early morning of the 29th, there was a man standing at the park, without moving, the uprigth man. An athletic man, black jacket, white pants. He remindet me the one in front of the lantern, two days ago, because of the posture he was taking. On my way back he stood in front of a tree, hamni, and as if he would be reading a note, but there was none.
When i was outside about noon, the young black teenage girl they had used passivly before passed me on a bicycle( maybe it was the same at the enclosure in my last posting ). I had the feeling that something was wrong, that maybe she was scared. Then an angry looking white woman passed me.
When i walked towards the shopping center in the inner city a dark black man on a bicycle demonstrativly nodded towards me, like a routinated greeting. He was wearing a military shirt and cap, also bag. In the shopping centre there was a discreet sniffer and two older turkich( or so ) men looking into my eyes.
When i was outside in the evening a man on a bicycle came up to me, he looked into my eyes while opening and closing fingers and thumb of his left hand, blabbermouth. He was blonde and had a chin beard, could have been the same of the two from the 24th. Also he did remind me someone i knew. Few streets further there has been someone where i think maybe i've known him about 10 years ago.

When i was outside on the 30th, i heard a little girl say "thats a ...igger"( "das ist ein ...igger" ), seemed she was repeating something someone explained her. I didn't understand the first consonant, but it must have been "digger", it came from a playground. The next person, in front of the next streetcrossing, was a dark black man. On my way back, near home, two dark black men on bicycles passed me, the first one was wearing the same glasses as the one on the 26th.
When i was outside in the evening, near where the child said "...igger" i passed a man with a cellphone, who was standing between the cars. He was wearing a parka, black jogging pants and high white baseball-sneakers. Could have been one of their martial artists, maybe from the near school. I had only a short look at him, he was wearing glasses, the frame looked similar to these golden ones.

In the early afternoon of the 31rst i passed a black-haired, somewhat wiry, man who stood in an entrance, he was holding a cellphone at his ear, looked in my direction and said "you have this date at the ministry, don't you ?!"( "du hast doch diesen Termin im Ministerium, nicht ?" ). He spoke "date at the ministry" louder, an insistent meaning. Few streets further, when i arrived back, there was a man walking down the street, he was wearing a military-styled cap, with a line of polished-looking buttons pinned at the front. I couldn't see a motif, maybe they just had a plain polished look. All the same size, same gap to the next, orderly, looked somewhat like a satellite-theme. He did some abrupt correction to his direction, had his hands in his pockets and pressed his elbows against the torso, so he appeared more slender than he was. When i had opened the entrance door he walked towards me, as if he wanted to enter also, and looked directly into my eyes, without showing any reaction, like programmed. He had grey eyes, was already between the cars in front of me when i turned around, but then walked down the narrow pavement. Maybe in his late 40ies, also military-styled jacket, his loafers and dark pants looked like ones older people often like to wear. Seemed to be kind of prototyped occult rightist.
When i was outside with my bicycle in the afternoon, a young man passed me in a suburb, he said "sex bomb", he had his lips but not his jaws opened, that way that he presented both upper and lower teeth, he had his lower jaw shifted to the side, this gave his mouth a toonish look. Before this, only short distance further, a man with a perambulator crossed my way, so i had to slow down. He gave me a neurotic look, so it seemed that he was there for this.
In the late afternoon i was in a hifi-shop, when i looked at the goods two men came from the next room, a clerk and a customer, and stood next to me. The customer said towards me, blending me with the products, that such hifi-systems( the ones i had read about before ) would be also flagging( schwächeln ) with time. He sounded as if he had meditated about hifi-system and mixed his voice up.

Between 3 and 4am of the 1rst of november my neighbour above me had the idea to sometimes knock against the heater.
In the afternoon i was at a shopping centre, when i arrived at the entrance a discreet routinated sniffer passed me, he was walking fast, determined, was wearing a yellow goretexjacket and red pants, signal-like variations on buddhist colours.

In the early morning of the 2nd the seller in a newspapershop said "this is the rest"( "das ist der Rest" ) when giving me the change, sounded as if it could have a double meaning.
In the afternoon two conservativly dressed people, a man and a woman, came around the corner at the next streetcrossing from here, the man said, while widely swinging his briefcase upwards "everything is so expensive"( "das ist alles so teuer" ), in a somewhat childish way.

At 1:30am on the 3rd there was a dingdong-ditch.
I had drunken a some beer, and ignored their taboo, dooing a few steps. It's more like medical rehab than anything else.
I was outside at about 4am, two streets from here four people came towards me. One was walking some distance in front of the three others, the one in front was wearing a black parka, hood on, the others olive green jackets/parkas, two men and a woman. When the one in black had passed me, one of the others raised a hand above his head(shomen) and came runing towards me, hopping from one leg to the other, widely swinging his upper body. He was shouting "i know him"( "den kenne ich" ) towards me, the woman laughed. When i had crossed the street i looked back at them, the one who came towards me was watching me.
When i was outside in the early evening i passed a man who sayd "i-do-see", in engish, one word. At least late 40ies, usually not weak, he was wearing a red jacket and white pants, maybe from a gi, and he had long sleek black hair, maybe a peruke.
There have also been repeatedly people who came up to me that so i had to stop that day, maybe some of them were connected to this man.
When i was outside in the evening a black man at the railwaystation turned consistendly his head around and looked into my eyes, the lantern behind him highligthed a part of the iris of one eye, it was shining in a dark blue, like glass, despite the man was dark and the shape of his face was also black. Seemed that this was to continue with the one in front of a lantern on the 27th. On the other side of the streetcrossing there was a sniffer, later someone with a cellphone loudly said "yoga" when i passed him. At the park there were some younger people with olive-green jackets, one was railing " think about that"( "denk doch mal nach" ), could have been the ones from 4am.
In the late evening some people were serenading a strophe "...stand against the stake(->torture-post)..." ( "stell dich an den Marterpfahl" ), they sounded innocent and conservative, happy, a man and maybe two women, in front of the house here. Then they were clinking bottles, saying the city name and "the whole crowd"( "die ganze Menschenmenge" ).
I was outside again, not much later, when i came back about 3/4h after the serenade, street up here there were some people standing at the corner, a woman said with a naive voice "that is really that way"( "das ist tatsächlich so" ), could have been the singers.

In the beginning i've described the very most, there haven't been so much, and to the end maybe 2/3 or so of them, an average.

always the same

On the 16th of oktober there was a sniffing jogger, dressed with their favourite blue upper clothing, when i was outside with my bicycle.
In the afternoon when i was on my way to the laundry, there was a man wearing dirty work-clothing, standing at a waste bin. He looked at me, friendly, as if he would know me. I looked also somewhat friendly. He looked again at me, the same way. I too. Again. I just passed him. He was still putting something in the bin. I think he made something before, looks like a leftie. When i had left the laundry there was a black man standing, when i passed in front of him he raised his arm to look at his watch, specially high, so it looked somewhat like saluting, at a bigger distance away there was a car honking, with the timing it seemed to be a response. When i passed the yoga-centre i mentioned in my last posting a woman, in her 20ies, black long curly hair, came towards me, she looked demonstrativly at the entrance in a disturbed way. Maybe a "test".
That day the one above me was cleaning up, so this is also constant noises, but it's different to these consistent rhythmic ones i described in my last posting. These were steps, with things putted on the floor added to, wich touched repeatedly the carpetless floor before they stood still. Sounded like cups and some heavier, maybe roundisch. And something else, wich seemed to have a meaning, kind of presentation.

When i came from a baker in the early morning of the 17th, walking, a person wearing an olive parka and black newish pants crossed the street and made a sniffing noise before passing me.
Near noon i was in the inner city. At he beginning a somewhat darker man with a mustache, wearing an earthy orange jacket, came towards me. He had walked a consistent curve, he wasn't big but seemed to be strong, and wanted me to recognize this. Some distance away there was a taller black dressed man wearing a headscarf, gangsta-style, and a fligth jacket, he had a look at me, then turned around and walked away, moving sneaky. The next was a gesturer, wearing a jacket of their favourite blue, also some white and black, and an unfolded umbrelle( there has been some rain, but not so much ), he touched somewhere his face when next to me, just routine. At the streetcrossing there was a man coming down in the middle of the street, wearing a hooded sweater, hood on, he had a skateboard in his rigth, tensioned upper body and arms, somewhat spread, he resembled a stereotypy figure, balrog or superknigth or so. If it would have been only him maybe it would just have been for fun, but he added to the one with the orange jacket.
When i was at the inner city in the early evening there was a black man on the other side of a streetcrossing. Then, when all started to move, he was shouting a sillable, i looked at him, he had looked at me, now changed to look forwards, his eyes seemed somewhat to get stuck in between. He was wearing a pale yellow jacket and white pants, had a grey full beard, maybe the only one they had at this age among the blacks.( I have seen him before, not long ago, in the park. He was dressed the same, there he consistently turned around, holding his zipper-tail as if it would be his.) Not much later three or four dark black males came from the rigth, when i was in line of them one was impulsively shouting something. Maybe about twenty years, younger than their blacks usually are.
At nigth i woke up, i heared some people outside, despite they were street up and the window was closed. I opened it, there was a group of people talking loudly, upset. Seemed they reacted as i opened the window and switched the ligth on. They were the people who liked to sing "it's my life". They came down the street, in front of the house they shoutet a specially loud "it's my life", doesn't sound funny, sounds like marking stomping ground.

When i was at the cheap supermarket before noon on the 18th, two black dressed young man hurryed to enter directly before me. Younger than 20, the one taller, wearing a fligth jacket, the other smaller, a metal-fan with a palestinian scarf. When i was outside again on the pavement below me an older sniffer passed, then a younger man, somewhat darker complexion, wearing work-pants, passed me upstairs, rubbing his small nose.
When i left home in the afternoon at the streetcrossing here a black woman came towards me from the left. On a bigger street i passed a black man, not much further there was another black man waiting at the opposite traffic ligth. All had noticeable the same skin tone/complexion. At green ligth a (white) man greeted him loudly "always the same people !"( "immer die gleichen Leute" ), then they shaked hands in the middle of the street. Maybe an acting that should symbolically scale down their influence among the blacks.Later two lefties on bicycles came towards me, a man and a woman with long red curly hair, the man rotated his head and said with a stupid childish voice "and then i'll get on a uniform" (" und dann zieh ich mir 'ne uniform an ").
I have been outside in the early evening, when i came back a conservativly looking woman wearing a red jacket made an acrib very defined noise that sounded like spitting, before i arrived at the entrance.
In the evening the "it's my life"-singers had met again street up.They had a loud conversation, with women, maybe two. The singers appeared more agressive at the beginning, the day before it sounded somehow like this, also. Finally two of them came down the street, at the house here one laughed demonstrativly very loud, derisively, then clapped the back of his hand into the palm of the other.

On the 19th i felt very sick all the day, headache, and my hands were cold, like reptiles. I was outside to draw some animals, at the beginning on my way a gesturer came towards me, he grapped his rigth ear with his left hand in a somewhat mechanik move, otherwise showed no movement related to this. He looked agressively, had a darker complexion, maybe early 40ies, wearing a black jacket. Short time later a sniffer passed me, a grey-haired man wearing a black jacket, his expression was similar to the gesturers. When i was sitting at an enclosure there was a group of people at the next bank, an adult couple, a black girl, a boy and a little girl. The boy and the little girl came towards me, the boy showed me a book(about local landscape) and asked me if this would be mine, i denied. The little girl was sprightly, the boy asked me again and ordered the girl to step to the side, for no reason, seemes to result from his upbringing. They walked back, the man explained with a restraint voice that they will place the book on the bank. At the next enclosure, there was also a book placed at the bank there, as if a set square was used for this. It was about drawing and landscape. On my way back i passed two men sitting on a bank, one said with a hectik unspooling voice "there a habit will be free"(" da wird eine Wohnung frei "), when i passed in front of them. So this seemed to say that they were watching someone dying.

When i woke up in the morning of the 20th i heared these odd sneeze- like shouts from above me, two times. They sounded panicked, also complaining, accusing. Maybe there were two people there.
When i was at the baker a young black girl was at the streetcrossing, i've seen her only from behind, as the one from the group with the book yesterday, they had obvious similarity, same hair and complexion. Maybe it is the same that has been passivly used for an an acting before, when an agressive man came up to me.
When i had left a shop at noon, a woman looked at me as if she would be my naturally total superior.
And two sniffers that day, one was a man on a street-bicycle.

At nigth of the 21rst, near 2am, someone walked down the street here and loudly and cranky said towards a woman, down the street "i'm coming( ich komme ), aikido", both sounded as if it would have the same meaning, and he repeated this. Maybe half an hour later there was a noise down the other street here, kind of blow, sounded somehow as if from an engine, then there were some people talking, relaxed "so he should( if he likes )"(" soll er doch ").
Before noon on the streetcrossing here a man explained to an older woman "that's just a common human".
When i was inside a shop in the railwaystation before noon a man passing outside said "go to asgard"(in english), i looked at him, he was an asian, maybe japanese. Then the back reflector on my bicycle was turned around, forwards. When i was drinking my coffee outside a couple passed, the man said something like "but he hasn't become so strong"(" er ist ja nicht so stark geworden ").
When i left home in the afternoon there was a couple standing on the other side of the street, looking at me, as if they had waited for watching me. Around the next corner a man came out of the entrance in front of me, the house opposite, he looked at me, his fixed specially glossy eyes wide open. He came towards me, as if he hadn't seen me, but he didn't change face-expression or so, seemes he wanted to show he his eyes, that looked like glass. A bodybuilded man, he had similarity to the one from aikido here who wasn't hostile.

In the nigth, on the 22nd, someone wiping a tube or so, that it sounded like a yelling cat( they have used this before ), came up the street, and stopped making this noise when he was in front of the house. About an hour later a car stopped for a moment at the streetcrossing here, then there was a rumbling noise.
When i was outside in the afternoon at the streetcrossing at the park there was a man on a bicycle, he had a sligthly gloating smile, maybe he was there to watch me. He had shaved hair, was wearing sunglasses, and looked like fascist/pimp whatever. Then street up there were two lefties walking on the other side of the street, the smaller one looked at me, maybe i knew him once, he had similarity to the "f@ck berlin"-shouter at the bridge, i described in a previous posting. He was dressed in black except a camoflage-basecap. Maybe this was to quote "uniform"-leftie from the 18th.
When i passed on the street in front of the fries-hut at the park in the evening a woman laughed tauntingly, it's common that they do something like this when it's dark.

Have described most of them.
My neighbor once opened his door when i did, just to show. And the usual toilet-following.

wedding station

On the 12th of october there wasn't much, few people, low intensity. A just-timing-gesturer was dressed somewhat similar to me, especially the jacket, they liked to sometimes do so in the last time.

When i was outside at noon on the 13th, two people on bicycles passed me, i think i knew them once from a dojo. The woman looked at me in a personal way, that's ugly, because she has showed demonstrativly before that she is against me. There was also a just-timing nosegesturer, an older woman at the park who seemed to make this as a sign to another woman, when i looked at her. And at a bicycle-shop a woman, who was working there, came out when i arrived, making a sniffing noise, but not directed at me. When i came back home two younger women came downstairs, after they had passed one made a sniffing noise, like the one at the bicycle-shop.
When i walked to the near supermatket in the early afternoon, a bristly unshaved man on a bicycle came towards me from across the parking area in front of it, fidgetly pointing at his upper jaw, a little to the rigth below his nose, while forming his mouth to a small round exactly shaped hole.
When i was outside in the afternoon, some passengers walked that way that i had to head directly to a baby in a perambulator, facing me. When i turned to the side the woman there said a babytalkish "you had luck"(" Glück gehabt ") to the baby. Later i bougth a coffee at a place, it was too strong and tasted extremely bad, so i couldn't drink it all. The more i drunk the worse it tasted, like cigarette inside. I got home to wash my mouth.
I felt a little strange, wouldn't wonder if it wasn't all coffee, but it wasn't much. I got outside again, when i was passing a petrol-station a black dressed man came towards me and made a sniffing noise, just loud enough that i could hear, but acrid, working with my perception.

After 3am on the 14th a man walked up the street here, talking with two different voices. A thin high-pitched desperate hysteric head-voice, without a break repeatedly exchanged by a cincere deep calm bodyvoice, as if two people would have a conversation. The high voice was fast, didn't understand, general doubts about anything or so. The deep said "i know this, this has nothing to say"( "das kenne ich, das hat nichts zu sagen" ). Sounded really like a well-known german rapper. Funny.
In the early morning i was at the railwaystation, just when i arrived at about 6am at the entrance-door two black men came out, looked somewhat like ready for whatever would happen. One was wearing a palestinian scarf. I walked inside the station, to see when/if the shops will open, a man from the security, wearing a dark blue uniform with a white "security"( in englich, without "db") in a red field on the backside stepped to two others, when i looked at him his body had an impulse as from an electric shock. He wasn't doing big movements or getting unbalanced or so, just an very abrupt move that was present all over his body. Then he said a clear formal "thanks"( "Danke." ). Seemed this was ironically for tieying his body-exercise to me. I got back and stood in line at the baker. There was a group of young people at the entrance-door, one of the two males and a young girl were fastly talking and tussling, seemed they knew each other well. Then the boy said really loud "will they still grow" (" wachsen die noch "), this was blatantly about breast. I was somewhat irritated, but none of the people surrounding me showed a reaction. I looked at the two tussling, now the girl said "yes, yes, i know, the technic" ( "jaja, ich weiss, die Technik" ), wich sounded like a sexual comment. The girl hadn't already reached puberty, the others were still teenagers. So this was some staging, whith an obvious sexual context, while at least for me clearly staging it was at least really annoying. If i would have said something it probably would have been about arm-length and blocking, and i would to be blamed for, because of my thougths. When i walked towards the entrance the boy took the girl on his arms and carryed her outside, closely followed by the two others, that way that while leaving the station it looked as if they were a unit with me. He was carrying her high, demonstrativly, a stealing-the-bride-figure( Brautklau ), the woman in front of me was wearing white pants and was clicking at every step with her black stiletto-heeled shoes. The witnesses to the marriage. On my way back there were two people or so, to have a look at me.
When i was outside at noon at the streetcrossing at the next sidestreet there was a police-bus parking. When i came closer two policemen came out, one shouted " i will just go to the office leader "( "ich geh gleich mal zu dem Amtsführer" ). He was really loud, sounded if something would be going on now, he said it towards the building, there is a yoga-school inside. When i came back home in the street at the near church a big dark dressed man with pale grey hair and short full beard came towards me, he formed his mouth to a simple horizontal slit, the lips inside, and at his rigth side he was pressing his tongue, so maybe a third of the slit was filled that way. An mathematically exact mouth-symbol, as the hole-face the day before, so that was the other side now. Could have been a policeman.
When i was outside in the afternoon at a bigger streetcrossing with little traffic a black woman on a bicycle turned in from the left, when she was near me she demonstrativly pressed her left forefinger at her nostril, with a big move of her arm, and made a loud sniffing noise, an unambiguous gesture, as demonstrativly as possible. Maybe the two women who came across the street also belonged to this, because one was also black, about same age, the timing, and no one else near. I said something like "yes, certainly". When i was sitting in the near park two black dressed women pased me, the one closer to me was tall, slender, she said with a stereotypical pronunciation "i have to keep attention that my thougths won't rotate, or i wouldn't stay in the middle"( "ich muss aufpassen das meine Gedanken nicht rotieren, sonst bleibe ich nicht in der Mitte" ). I said "what a bs"( "so ein Sche!ss" ), not loud, but won't wonder if they heared this. Maybe they were from the yoga-centre. And now with some pressure they could be made rotate at me. Not much later a sniffer passed me in the same direction, a sweaty jogger.
This day they had twenty people who were obvious (including direct companions), maybe about twice that at all.

When i was at the baker in the early morning of the 15th, on my way back there were two people, one was talking with a high fast weak voice, the other said with a deeper rough filling voice " oh god", the vocal of "god" sounds much like english, so this was a unsettling derailing version to the speaker from early yesterdy. A bad copy.
When i was looking for some clothing in a sportshop at noon a bigger man was glad to say a sarkastic "my shopping" (" mein Einkauf ") behind me. In the shopping-center a man who made a flicking noise passed me, then a tall blonde man came towards me who had an moustache that was usually stucked on, one of these things with curved-up-ends, as one can see on the oldest photos. Then a man passed me, sweeping demonstrativly his long chin-beard. I think all in their 30ies, taller than me. The one with the moustache reminded me someone from aikido.
When i came back my neighbour above did constantly noises for about 15 minutes, walking, moving a furniture, not much, just that it makes a sound, putting thinks on the carpetless floor. He had his system or rhythm to grant that it is consistent. He also did before i left, maybe also about 1/4h or so, not sure.
When i arrived in the park in the afternoon three children were crossing the meadow, they had plastic-ken in different colours, they started to playfully fence, but it was obvious that they knew real training. When i later left the park i passed a silver-colored car in good condition, the door was open, the woman inside had one leg outside, she said a snotty "the burgomaster"(" dea büageämeisstaa "). Fits to the cops from yestarday.
I was outside in the late afternoon again, cycling beneath a scaffolding, before i got out a man passed, he looked at me and grinned, exposing his upper teeth as much as possible, changing his face-expression immediatly from one moment to the other. He looked somewhat like an outlander, and also somewhat gay, but it was like a mask, what it should make me think. Maybe because it's common to respond a surprising face by somehow imitating it, so he could project his ideas at me. He looks like the one from aikido who did most for them, exept the face-expression, and he had darker hair. If he was this, he had done better before. This time i was outside there have been also three sniffers/nosegesturers.
When i was outside in the evening a couple stepped out from between the cars, the man said a sentence about family-problems to the woman, and with this also towards me. Could have been one from aikido again. I described someone wearing a yellow t-shirt at the laundry in a posting before, there i thougth already. But it was dark now, i'm not sure. He was carrying a wrapped straw-mat under his arm.
There was a samurai-movie on tv yesterday, maybe that was the reason.
When i was back my neighbour did these rhytmik consistent noises an 3/4h. And otherwise sometimes, and the toilet, of course.

a cyclist doll

Before noon on the 1rst of october two men walked up the street here when i was at home, one said "i beseech you"( "ich flehe dich an "). He said it with a nasally voice, maybe to tag it as irony, to say that there will be no mercy.
A good two hours later a man walked up the street, repeatedly coughing, each cough sounded exactly the same, implicating one would have to ask the coughing one for his important opinion. I think i know who he was, one who became one of the leaders.
And about 6 others that day.

On the 2nd i was only outside once, for about 10 minutes, nothing.

In the morning of the 3rd there an athletic man wearing ample training-clothing, jacket and appendant pants, of their favourite saturated blue colour, entered, short hair, maybe one of their martial-artists. Then a man entered who did remind me one of the leaders, punkish look. Seemed both knew each other, that the blue was there because of him. In front of me was a couple, the man did remind me the one i mentioned in the last posting with the e-mail.
In the evening someone walked up the street here when i was at home, singing repeatedly "i have a baby", in english.
When i was outside at nigth someone stepped in front of me while looking at me, when i was riding close to the houses on the pavement, because of a scaffolding. He was clearly waiting for me, looking at me from the beginning, but i have good brakes. He was dressed somewhat similar like me, and i think he wasn't older then 20. Near the low bridge two men passed me, one said "i have a bride/scorcher"( "ich hab ne Braut" ), so this was part two of "i have a baby". In front of the low bridge there was a group of young people, three skinheads and two females, talking to a black dressed man with a secutity-logo on the backside of his jacket, sitting on a scooter, wearing a helmet. So this was to continue a theme i described in my last posting. When i came back at the beginning of the street here there were four young men standing at the corner, two of them bald, maybe they have already been at the low bridge, the other two, especially one, looked like antifas, one had conversation with a bald one.
And some others who seemed to be of them that day, at a petrol station in the evening, maybe four.

In the morning of the 4th there was a sniffer, one of the nearby craftsmen. They have shown up this way before.
In the evening i think maybe two girls/women in front of the house diagonally over the streetcrossing loudly said "wanker"( "Wixa !" ), and then added "i'm so randy"( "ich bin so geil" ), on the one hand it sounded as if it should be ironically, to make a comment on someone else, on the other hand it was to please a man in front of them, who then explained something to them, and derisivly said "the nazi", then there was a noise that said that he loudly spanked the butt of one of the chicks, as reward for doing as arranged. Could have been one of the security-people there.
When i was waiting in front of a fast-food-shop in the evening a punk with a beer came up to me and asked me if i would know someone who lives nearby-i didn't. When i was standing in the entrance and looking outside i've seen a resolute walking man, he made some abrupt direction-changes repeatedly, kind of patrolling. Finally he headed directly towards me, he looked agressive. He wanted me to step to the side, as if he wanted to enter the shop, but he was still some distance away, and i waited. He didn't want to enter, he just made a pressure exercise on me. He was wearing a black leather jeans, can not really say about his face, because it was already dark and he looked agressive, maybe he consumed an amphetamine. Not much later i've seen the punk again, on the other side of the street, followed by a man with a darker complexion, dressed in black, wearing white sneakers. Maybe the punk was stalked now, because he had asked me something.
And few others that day.

When i was at the baker at the railwaystation in the early morning of the 5th, there was a overweigthed man, wearing black clothing that fitted him badly and a black berret, kind of uniform, he was standing in front of the big stair, maybe this was the fade-out of the copsday i mentioned in my last posting.
At about noon, when i was on my way to the cheap supermarket, at the next street from here a man came towards me, insistently looking at me, with a deeply furrowing his brow. He was already older, but also trained. No hair, black leather jeans and jacket, white t-shirt. He did remind me the abrupt walker from yesterday evening. In the shop their trained clerk made an exercise, he started to move in the moment i had noticed him.
Two or three others that day.

When i was cycling down on the pavement of a sidestreet near noon of the 6th, there were two men in front of me. Seemed they were aware of me, but didn't react. I estimated that there should be enough space and passed them slowly, but one touched my handlebar with his hand, i thougth that maybe he wanted this, but mumbled an excuse. He repeated this, but as if he didn't hear and loudly complained, that he just walked there. After i had bougth something in a shop, in the next bigger street i heared a cyclist behind me. He passed me to the rigth, despite there was not much space. Then the cyclist used his brake, but it had no shoes, so it hardly slowed him down, and he kept on pedaling fastly, so it was only creaking. A woman on a bicycle came from the other side, and the man dodged her by leaving the lane and passing a road sign on the side towards the street to the left. Behind the sign the street became wider, so he had to take a steep curve to get back to the lane, not to drive into the cars waiting at the traffic ligth, the last one was parking close the shield. He did so without decelerating, he was all the time pedaling fastly at the same speed. Back on the lane he then leaned to the side for no reason, he and his bicyle as a whole, just tilting at some degrees. He corrected this with fastly moving his handlebar, not with using his body to balance this. He uses his loudly creaking brake again, so people looked at him. He was an older man, maybe somewhat overweigthed, did not look athletic at all, he was dressed in black, black batchcap, black leather jacket, newish looking clothes. His upper body was stiff all the time, didn't move at all, while he was assiduously pedaling, so he looked like a doll with mechanic legs. His bicycle had slim 28" tyres, and at all his maneuver looked risky but if estimated exactly before.
Two others that day.

When i got outside before noon on the 7th, a couple with a perambulator was walking on the streetcrossing here, both looked as if they were concentrating on something, and both were dressed the same, and much the same as i was, especially their jackets. The man's hair was also similar to mine.
In the early afternoon two men walked up the street here when i was at home, one declared, overdrawn colloquial articulating, that they had been provoced by someone who would have no chance.
And two others that day.

In the afternoon of the 8th some men walked up the street here when i was at home, a man started to laugh, the others, maybe two, supported him. When they had passed the man looked back, and said towars my direction, derisively and accusing "(we) can hear your thougths like clackers"( "können deine Gedanken wie Knaller hören" ). Could have been one from the hut in the park, but i cannot be sure. They stalk me and then accuse me that they know that i don't like this. I commited some thought-crimes for a while.
Others that day were a bald tall man who seemed to have a look at me when i got outside(he was the normal that day), and then a sniffer, two nosegesturers, another gesturer and one with a beany i own too, and symbolic clothing, because i had a very short look at a shoe in the pedestrian zone. Maybe some migrants and/or tourists also, because of the timing, but there was no pressure.

In the early evening of the 9th a car came up the street here, when it stopped at the streetcrossing a man, maybe the talker from yesterday, said something like "keeping under surveillance"( "überwachen" ), he articulated somewhat derisively, as the one the day before, and also somewhat complaining. Maybe to say that when they get notified by their leader that i will pass it couldn't be called surveillance, because it's all magic. Before and after the man said his word there were some people talking near where the car stopped, maybe migrants, one picked up something at the end, a metal tube or so.

On the 10th when i was outside for a walk at about noon, a man looked hectically but controlled and agressive at my crotch before he passed me, then immediatly took his head back to the previous position. Mechanik behaviour. Seemed to be a rigthist. He had an accurate haircut and was wearing a jacket similar to mine. Before and after this there was a man with dark black hair on bicycles each, looking at me, but not hostile. Maybe migrants. In the street where the university is a black man crossed the street and stood at a busstop. When i came closer he looked at me, and came towards me, walking an "S"-figure in a nearly dancing way between other waiting people, fast legs. He looked at me that it raised the question to me if he wanted something. Maybe he expected a reaction, that could only have been wrong. A big weigth-trained athlete, bald, wearing a khaki batchkap and pants. At the next busstop a man wearing a jacket like me, and also some similarity in general the way he was dressed, passed me, when he was next to me he said "chuck up"( "kotz" ), not loud, but acerb and hating. Then the next one of them, still in this street, was a man, passing too close to me, while constantly looking at me with a strained expression, so he wanted something from me. He was holding his chin somewhat foreward/upwards, shaved hair, glasses, dressed black, with a khaki jacket, looked intellectual.
When i was outside in the evening and smoked a cigarette on a place, sitting on a bank, a sniffer passed on the pavement down the little stair. When he was in front of me he snuffled up snot, when he had passed he turned his head around and stared into my eyes. He moved hectically and he was very agressive. I didn't look directly at him then, but also not away. Then he sligthly started to turn his head, but stayed attached to me/my eyes, repeatedly flipping back to rely on that someone like me has no rigth to look at someone like him. He had routine with that. He usually had consumed cocaine. I think when he was some distance away he took out a cellphone for a moment. An arab looking man, smaller than average, wearing an olive parka. Could have been from a military background, wouldn't wonder if he had the chance to debase people. Did not appear perceiveable islamic to me.
That time i was outside there has been a sniffer before. And in the early afternoon an excited rigthist had a look at me.

On the 11th there was a sniffer, and a man at a streetcrossing looked at me as if he would know me. And in the morning the craftman from the 4th spotlighted me by opening the door of his car when i passed in front of it, then closed it.

Most the time i wasn't outside much, more late and early than during daytime.
All the loud speaking people i described came up the same street and moved in the same direction.
In my last posting i descibed that they reacted on a breath exercise, i repeated a few times, and they didn't react. Maybe they already used up the hysterie they could get out of this at the moment. I even had kicked thrice aginst my doorframe, one or two days later, but nothing happened. On an other occasion where a mayde a sound that differs from average, but not loud, my neighbour above me immediatly reacted, mayking steps to show that he is there. But mostly he only keeps up his toilet attitude( he does for at least two years now ), usually pissing at the same time i do, once a day or so.
Sometimes one of their people seemes to be in trance, this time the bicyclist on the 6th appeared like this.
Maybe the most irritating person i've seen who fits to this theme had appeared on the 24th of august '05 before noon, in the pedestrian zone. A woman with dark curly long hair, i first thougth she would be a handicaped person. She was a composition of loose and stiff, at every step her head dangled from one side to the other, as if she would have no backbone in the neck. But she walked faster than the others, and straigth, very energetically. This was hardly possible with the loose neck, because of balance and orientation. Her forehead showed unusual vertical frowns, looked like modelled. She had made slit-eyes, her mouth was open, her cheeks somehow loose, a morbid expression. Her upper body was frozen stiff and straigth, but bend forward at the hip, her hanging arms fitted to the loose. Normally one has to pay attention to other pedestrians, but maybe everybody instinctively got out of her way because she looked disturbing, she walked her line. First i thougth that she was a poor woman, but after a while i realized that there could hardly be any disease that allows no control over the neck but to walk fast.