I just had the balcony door open for a longer time. I noticed someone walking back and forth outside. Naturally, I was worried. It seemed as if the steps had no destination except back and forth. At some point, I closed my balcony door. A few minutes later, I heard a male voice shouting something in a very aggressive tone. Apart from “son of a bitch”, I didn't understand much. Then another male voice, which sounded like it was trying to calm the other guy down, said “Everything's fine”. Pretty sure one of my stalkers was pacing back and forth outside and the other male person was a police officer. He feels threatened by me and restricted in his lifestyle. (just like me, it's actually absurd. It's delusion vs. some kind of delusion, but also very real) I actually feel sorry for him. This situation has just been the first time he has made himself known to me. Even though I didn't see him. Hearing him now for the first time, how he is beside himself, outraged and realizing that he is a person with feelings, who causes me great suffering but feels existentially threatened by me, made me feel very much for him. This obviously unstable person developed a delusion towards me because external, left-wing forces couldn't resist conducting "information campaigns" against me for whatever retarded reasons. This is not my fault. Not only my life, but also this man's life as well as uninvolved third parties was negatively influenced by people who otherwise consider themselves to be thoroughly good people. They will burn in hell. I think I should finally move. For his sake. I feel weird now.