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Yana's avatar
Jan 18Edited

Your post was both a spoiler for me and an invitation to read Kafka’s The Metamorphosis.

After reading the book, I found myself returning to your post - and what stayed with me most was the cleaning woman.

She seems to be the only character who does not participate in the system of dignity, usefulness, or justification. She doesn’t try to explain Gregor, save him, or assign meaning to his existence. She simply is - practical, unromantic, and outside the network of expectations. And because of that, Gregor cannot relate to her at all.

It made me think about how often we search for validation or justification for our inner states, and how literature - especially a text like this - can both shake us deeply and remind us that what we see is never the whole world. Sometimes what feels like an absolute truth is also a very subjective frame.

For me, this reading created not only discomfort, but also a quiet need for balance. Not to fix the helplessness Kafka exposes, but to remember that not every meaning needs to be extracted, and not every relationship has to be mediated through usefulness or interpretation.

Thank you for writing this.

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