I recently became a guest of a painter's house. There was a picture of the book on the wall of his room. When I first entered the room, it caught my attention. I've never thought of it before.
There seemed to be a lot of mixed and insecting thoughts in Gregor's mind. However, I think that Gregor does not think, question, and adapt to the system and become identical to the insect. When I left and returned home, I read the book again, this time with a different eye. I Okuyuşu; against myself / us and this ridiculous order that we had to live in, a sense of indescribable pain, helplessness and anger created by these feelings.
I think that the system in which we live makes people feel like bugs and makes sense of worthlessness. I work in the way that we meet the needs of the system, and I am even loved, because even if I am not loved, I think that it comes from my Sistem benefit yarar rather than im my existence Sistem.
We're alienating ourselves. Going out of the system doesn't make any profit, because the smaller our similarities, the less invisible. We have to be likewise accepted. We can only make a living in our life with our intertwined similarities! We can't tolerate differences. There is no place for people who go out of the system and remember that they are human.
Because, above all, we are expected to be obedient. Out of order, the order is considered to be broken. Our proverbs from the herd that affects me very much the wolf closes the system tells exactly. But we are human.
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