Kapitel 1: 1.
Who wants to be president?
(The events described never happened. And the characters involved in these events did not exist. Any resemblance to real people is a completely random coincidence.)
(A fairy tale is a lie, but there is a hint in it ....) - (Pushkin)
("Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.") (Albert Einstein)
(Max Planck, Founder of Quantum theory, explains: " As a man who has devoted his entire life to the clearest science, the study of matter, I can tell you this much as a result of my research on atoms: there is no matter as such! All matter comes into being and exists only because of a force that causes the particles of an atom to vibrate and holds this smallest solar system of the atom together. We must assume the existence of a conscious and intelligent Mind behind this force. This Mind is the matrix of all matter.")
(Some scientists suggest that our Universe is actually a hologram, an illusion. In this holographic Universe, there is a world of simulated reality called "life on planet Earth", where people are just electronic characters or personas.)
1.
Over the city park the clouds dissipated, a gap in the clouds has appeared and the rain stopped here, although it continued to drizzle around. The last rays of the setting sun somehow miraculously broke through the veil of clouds and illuminated a park bench with a lonely man sitting there. Raindrops on the bench and fallen wet leaves nearby got shone with all the colors of the rainbow. On a gray background around, the bench seemed to be out of this world. But the man sitting on the bench, deep in thought, did not notice this.
Alexey Petrovich returning home from the prosecutor's office and decided to visit the park, today because of the bad weather completely deserted. The investigators asked him again about his grandson Anton. He arrested a month ago and accused of plotting to overthrow the government.
"Indeed, he was at some demonstration. But he was not going overthrowing anyone," Alexey Petrovich told them many times.
His son Oleg, Anton's father, died in a car accident two years ago. The culprit of which, the brother of an influential government official, escaped punishment. After that, the grandson became withdrawn and silent and did not tell anyone about what he was doing except for studying at the institute.
"What are the times now?" on a sudden, someone's voice heard.
Alexey Petrovich did not immediately realize that someone was addressing him. He turned and saw a weird person in unusual, some rather odd clothes sitting on a bench to the left.
Even in good weather, there are few people in the alleys of the park, and on such a rainy day, there was even more no one.
"Where did he come from? He must have approached unnoticed while I was sitting, thinking. And the question kind of strange. People doesn't ask like that when want to know what time it is." All these thoughts quick flashed through the head of Alexey Petrovich.
"The times are challenging, severe now," he answered gloomily, not looking at the person.
"But I believe it's times for change," said the stranger.
Alexey Petrovich looked more attentively at his neighbor on the bench. He was wearing some queer clothes. Although Alexey Petrovich could not determine exactly what this strangeness consisted of. Appearance is also unusual. He was bald and wore dark glasses. The skin looked unnaturally white.
"He speaks with an accent, doubtless a foreigner," thought Alexey Petrovich. "Apparently he came from some prosperous Democratic Republic and does not know what is going on here."
"You must have just arrived here. Is it possible of any change in this country? " All a sudden Alexey Petrovich wanted to share his thoughts. "The officials are all corrupt; they erected palaces for themselves here and abroad. And now they are fattening. Besides, they are so pressed down the people everyone is afraid to say something. But the folks do not trust the authorities."
"Indeed, I am not from here. But you have an overly pessimistic attitude towards life. Presumably, there are some troubles. Relate me what's going on here, if it's not difficult," said the stranger.
"In fact, there is a problem. My grandson Anton arrested and accused of some incredible crimes," said Alexey Petrovich. "When he detained, I thought this was some mistake, stupidity, they would figure it out and let him go. It's absurd. Can Anton be a terrorist? It doesn't fit in my head. Nevertheless, I don't want to despair, I know that my grandson is innocent, and I wish for to prove it to them, to comprehend everything. There is something to struggle for." Alexey Petrovich fell silent. A thought flashed through his head - why is he telling all this to someone unknown? For such conversations, he himself can be arrested.
After all, his grandson accused of terrorism. Perhaps the special services sent some of the provocateur to him? At the same time, he had some vague feeling of trust in the stranger, as if they had met somewhere before.
"I agree with you, and the problems are severe, both for you personally and in the country. The time is now arduous for human souls. Need to do something. People can become free when they want to," said the stranger. "But let's get to know each other," he extended his hand.
After a little hesitation, Alexey Petrovich held out his hand. At the moment of a handshake he felt a slight electric shock. There was a sensation of tingling and vibration. He said his name, but the stranger was silent and did not let go of his hand. Through which one some kind of energy flowed in pulsating waves.
"And my name is Gabrillend," at length said a new acquaintance.
A tingling sensation from his hand spread throughout Alexey Petrovich's body. Clear and distinct thoughts formed in his head. Confidence in the neighbor on the bench increased even more after the handshake. And he decided to continue the conversation.
"But what do you suggest - go to demonstrations? They are dispersed, people arrested. Newspapers, television, radio belong to the State. And you can't speak out against the State. For just one hint of a change of government will give you 10 years in prison. Since this year, the retirement age has raised again - now it is 70 years for men and women. What should people do when they see how much money those officials who manage them and make these decisions spend on themselves? Of course, something must be done. Despite any difficulties, many people go to demonstrations, protest, but nothing changes. All appearance, other, tougher methods of influencing the authorities are needed," said Alexey Petrovich.
Such thoughts have been brewing in his head for a long time. Now he was even a little surprised at himself that he had expressed them so smoothly to an utter stranger.
"If a many people will think, consider the same as you, they will be able to achieve a lot in the fulfillment of their aspirations and desires. This will be even more pronounced if they think and act at the same time, united by a common goal, a wish," said Gabrillend.
"But what to do, how to get rid of these dictators who seized power? Newspapers and television claim that, according to polls, the government supported by 80% of the population. But how are these polls conducted? Employees by special public survey company stop people on the street and ask - are you for or against the leadership of our country? And there is a police car nearby. Most people will immediately guess what the matter is and will say, of course, we for it. And on the phone, when public survey company call, the same thing. They call the name, surname of a person and say - do you support the actions of the government of our country? One of my acquaintances, when they called him after raising the retirement age, said no. And he also spoke something, was indignant. And the next day they came to him to find out what he dissatisfied with. And he again began swinging rights. As he later said, they took him to some institution that looked like a hospital. There gave him injections, after 10 days let him out. Now he advises all, if someone call and ask about the government, always say - Yes, I support it."
"A system has created in the country that allows any person objectionable to the authorities to be taken and condemned for something. Resentment and discontent will provoke new repressive laws. In order to generally discourage people from any desire to speak out. All legislation is already set up to punish and intimidate people. Any criticism of the authorities, according to these laws, is a crime against the foundations of State power. And the president's words, they say, are above any law and above the Constitution. Yes... Living in our time is a real ordeal!" Alexey Petrovich fell silent, took a deep breath and continued.
"Is it possible to change something with the help of elections? I doubt it very much.
As some politician said -- it doesn't matter who votes how, the main thing is who counts the votes and how. Besides, there are a many of people in the country have duped by newspapers and television. Who sincerely believe in false state propaganda and will go to vote for whomever they told to."
"And how did people get rid of the annoying rulers of tyrants before? They organized riots, uprisings, revolutions. During which many people died. And practically always, instead of the overthrown dictator, another came. And the people remained in the cold. And someone transfers power to their relatives by inheritance. But they are not gods, but people. For some, due to illness or old age, the head begins working, to put it mildly, incorrectly. And what they can do while remaining in power, one can only guess."
Alexey Petrovich again mentally wondered to himself where he got such a gift of eloquence.
"Yes, you are right, " said Gabrillend. "Revolutions and wars did not bring people deliverance from tyranny and injustice. But without struggle there is no progress and development. Now on this planet, on Earth, all over the world, there are really many problems because of authoritarian rulers. Who have been in power for too long. Also, apart from to oppressing their peoples, their erroneous actions can threaten the entire world. Thus, we decided to try another method - a way to get rid of unpopular Leaders among the people."
"And who are «we»? And what is this method?" asked Alexey Petrovich.
"We are the «League of Fighters for Justice»," Gabrillend replied. "And how you can try getting rid of the authoritarian Leaders of your country, you will soon learn. Follow the news on TV and the Internet."
"I haven't watched TV for a long time. My wife only watches television series there," said Alexey Petrovich.
"Don't worry, you won't miss our message. Everything changes - sooner or later," said Gabrillend and held out his hand. "Let's say goodbye, it's time for me to leave."
Although Alexey Petrovich had many questions, but decided not to detain this odd man and held out his own hand. At the moment of touch, again felt a weak electric shock and tingling. He took a closer look at the face of his new acquaintance. The skin was very light, almost white, likely due to the contrast with the dark glasses. And it seemed to him that a faint glow emanated from the skin.
"Why does he conceal his eyes?" a thought flashed through his mind.
As if having read it, Gabrillend removed his glasses with his left hand.
Time seemed to stand still.
As Alexey Petrovich later determined for himself, his eyes were the most extraordinary and unusual part of his appearance. Very big eyes. Light blue irises seemed like bottomless wells. In the depths of which ones the black dots of the pupils flickered. Eyebrows and eyelashes were very light, almost imperceptible.
How long he looked into those deep eyes, Alexey Petrovich could not remember afterwards.
He came to his senses when someone seemed to push him. He continued sitting on a bench in the park. Around it became near dark. There was not a soul to seen nearby. It started to rain. The lanterns along the park alley seemed to be the only oases of Light in the midst of the advancing blackness of the night.
Meeting and talking with a weird man on a sudden seemed unreal to him.
"Maybe it was a dream," he thought and closed his eyes. Forthwith, an image of a face with bottomless, bewitching, hypnotizing eyes appeared in his head.
"No, this is not a dream." Aleksey Petrovich mentally dispelled his doubts. Besides, there was still a tingling in his hand after a handshake.
"What a startling look, what amazing eyes. No, I have never met this person before, and it is unforgotten," he thought. "We may have encountered each other before, but not in this life."
His mood improved a lot. The heaviness in head was gone.
Although the problem with his grandson Anton continued to undecided, the future no longer looked so bleak.
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