People are weak if they have demons in their hearts - they are obsessed with something. A flag looming like a distant swamp light. It is the obsession with power that forces weak people to do rash, completely stupid things. A strong person is above all this - his heart tries to build a stronghold to protect everyone whom it has embraced with warmth and taken under its mighty wing. But all people are different, and there is only one truth - everyone is equal before death.