- What do you mean?

- What do you do by yourself?

- In what sense?

Somewhere in the universe there were books that had been hidden from the eyes of the President. Maher seemed to reach the hidden knowledge. And he was scared.

From million potential leaders, in human history, periodically, from nowhere, appeared the great rulers, trying to expand populated universe to the limit. They all became the stone monuments of humanity. Many of them dreamt about the world’s domination, trying to crush all competitors and to sit on the throne of new order.

In front of him appeared some superman, with a powerful inflamed intellect, which created a constant increasing self-replicating army of primates, with the latest unknown weapon of any center of resistance destruction. Having a monstrous machine of destruction, he can become a unified immortal ruler of the world.

- If not me, then it will be done by someone else.

- Is not it that in the USA founding fathers installed liberal foundation, just against the long-term stable tyranny. That base allowed building an open democratic state with universal values. The greatest achievement of a democratic society is a balance of rights, promotion of freedom, tolerance and eternal moral values.

Suddenly Maher, nasally squealing, bended in a picturesque way in a Napoleon pose. He had just to cock his cap and to smoke a cigarette with grinning partners in crime.

- Do not treat me! Just do not treat me!

"A difficult case" - thought the President. "If it succeeds, the whole world will be covered with a striped robe with spoiled bosses with slang cynical humor. And a thin film of human life will be covered with a grey layer of grey- mucus".

*

Maher was interested in that lanky boy. Let he represents the most powerful country. Temporal lords will disappear, like a ripple in the autumn lake. They are too busy with themselves, their relay races, so they aren’t competitors for him.

Maher rushed to the sky in a picturesque way.

After twenty-five years of hard work, he finally found an effective antidote against any powerful security forces. Gradually, they would become something united like a modern vessel of the Grail. Sinister powerful organizations of a sword and a plough like hydras will bite and eat each other, to unite against the common enemy, to humiliate, to weaken or to destroy themselves. Having passed its peak, omnipotent hydra will be weakened due to various contradictions and will prey to powerful neighbors, leaving just dim memories about its identification.

And the head of the main code "to be or not to be" will be Maher!

He thought about new settling of the new world. Maher will grow the city of flowers. He will build a lot of different countries and sub-systems: monarchies and republic, totalitarian and open, formation and civilization, liberal and authoritarian.

He will push them away in all possible ways to find new kinds of state systems and social forms.

He will have time for it!

He will be giving full freedom to implement new developments and learn to program the population or reduction.

Maher will create the secret powerful equipment which will limit the duration of any person’s life at its discretion. He will steal the button of life and death. And then he can begin to approach the immortal gods, to classify them, to learn management from them and finally, he will understand the meaning of good and evil.

Maher looked with unseeing eyes at that poor. The world is almost ready to blow each other with a nuclear sword. But Maher will break the petrified ballast: obdurate organizations, small family stubborn societies, hollow dead truth. Instead of it Maher will come, his knowledge, his brain, his power and search of the truth. And instead of the trite "the state it is me" will be a new syllogism: " world‘s life it is me."

*

In a dream, the President was moving over the moon world next to the divine unknown star.

He also lost interest in Maher. The reason was very banal. The President believed that the good always triumphs over the evil. Faith gave him forces to be internally clean when he ran through the swamps of Jakarta and then through the sewage of big politics. He often asked himself, why did he get into politics? He seems to be a decent man ?!

He had a secret. He was just himself. And his voters felt that in front of them there was a stainless young boy, a stranger from a dream about old times, which would leave only the truth, and it would give a daring hope. And for millions of teenagers, for centuries, a lodestar would be the legend about the winner of the power temptation.

*

The President saw many noble, rich successful people. Approaching the inevitable presage of the Last Judgment, those people began to ask themselves a big question: "For what?". Sometimes, their eyes were burned with unquenchable energy, luck, faith in success. Time passed. Often they got the other side of the moon. Suddenly, their numerous regalia turned into a completely unnecessary heavy armor. There was irritability, anxiety and then, often sadness and tiredness of futility. Those eyes which sparkled in the past became empty and cold. They were wearing fake stone mask of a smile behind which one could see pain, fear and despair.

The chosen like Confucius managed successfully hide under the Shade of humanity and virtue. And let those people would be blessed in centuries.

But everybody vaguely or consciously knows that their tomb will be looted in the lifetime of their contemporaries, and their names will be crucified in the river Lethe.

*

His black kind blood from a mysterious continent exacted and embodied another universe. There unhappy angry "white demons" turn into true kindness and love, heaven honest voices in all languages formulate a sincere world and in all spheres of the universe the leitmotif every second moral imperative, leading, between the good and the evil, to eternal purity, reviving hope.

Every voter has a rare hypostasis. An identical part may occur, in the ice desert, where life could not exist in principle, and unexpectedly appear glimpses of dark labyrinth. A spark can be a ten-year boy, with uneven handwriting writing an essay on the subject: "Who will I". A housewife from the quarter of grim slum of hopeless alcoholism has a candle of hope. Or a man in the prime of his life who suddenly sincerely cries with repentance and suddenly finishes his bad craft.

Let his actual voters are just three or seven percents, let they don’t have a citizenship of the USA, they have an indefinite age requirement or they do not have a passport at all. The president knows that in the world clouds there are invisible lights which evenly and smoothly cover the land. Their souls keep the worlds. It happens that whole cities or even countries stay in deserts of grey indifference. But rarely wandering lights illuminate a sparkling world for the sake of it worth living, grow old, get sick, wait for grandchildren and great grandchildren, to be a sane person and with a calm and happy wisdom prepare for a major meeting with his mother, father and a Heavenly Father.

*

The thing he took as a malleable sound, striking through to the depths of nature, was not an alarm clock. There were special signals of higher danger which were known to everybody from childhood. Because everybody had watched movies about the war.

The President immediately dressed up and with a familiar automatic movement put on a tie. Security has already running around at exorbitant speeds, hurrying the members of the office. Until he was given a start signal, he leaned over the desk, trying in a minute to read a dossier with the working title "Maher ', which he had left in the evening for examination. A prophetic dream could not vanish, staying fantastic, vivid and bright.