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“Everyone's trying so, so hard. I think that’s what it is.”

A laminated message in Chinese, weighed down by stones at Kafka’s grave, written last December. It was spring in Prague when I found it. And it broke me. It read: “The modern world isn’t so bad. I want to say that. However, however. Everyone’s trying so, so hard. I think that’s what it is.” I hadn’t expected to cry while reading Chinese. But there I was—beneath a grey sky in the Prague suburbs, staring at Kafka’s name, and crying quietly. Because the modern world is that bad. The news feels like nausea. Everything online feels like shouting. Everything offline feels like dust. We’re all pretending to know what we’re doing. Pretending to want careers. Pretending to enjoy social events. We flap our Kafka would understand. I visited his tiny house on Golden Lane, barely large enough for a human, exactly right for an insect. I listened to Cigarettes After Sex's K. as tourists swarmed Prague Castle nearby, but I felt dizzy in the spring sunlight. And I remembered this: “To break this ice, it won’t be an axe. It must be spring. I don’t have the power to be spring— so let me at least be an axe.” Let me be an axe. Let me push the boulder like Sisyphus, again and again. Because maybe it’s not the work that matters, but the eagerness to try. The belief that we can still shape our experience, still refuse to live like the world told us to. And in the end— maybe the quietest, most human truth is this: Everyone’s trying so, so hard. And Kafka? He saw us. All of us. — #Entertainment #Books #Kafka #LonelyWords #ModernLife #Existentialism

“Everyone's trying so, so hard. I think that’s what it is.”
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Does anyone else feel like Kafka’s writing resembles a very specific kind of dream? 💤

I’ve been trying to read Kafka for years. And while his prose is difficult—dense, disjointed, almost impenetrable—it somehow feels familiar. Not in content, but in sensation. Like a recurring dream we’ve all had: You're trying to get somewhere in the dream, but never arrive. You're trying to write something, but the words keep coming out wrong. You're running, but your legs are made of rubber. You wake up with the same feeling every time: You tried, but nothing changed. You moved, but went nowhere. That’s exactly what The Trial and Amerika feel like to me. A kind of nightmare of futility. Kafka’s logic isn’t linear—but it is coherent in its own warped, surreal way. Almost like the internal logic of dreams: scattered, yet strangely consistent. (The Metamorphosis is different—it hits closer to real life. Too close, even.) I’ve read the major works, heard all the lectures, studied the interpretations. But I still feel like Kafka evades me. Maybe that’s the point? Curious to hear—how do you experience Kafka? Does he feel like a dream to you too? — #Entertainment #Books #Kafka #LiteratureThoughts #DreamLogic #Existentialism #TheTrial #Amerika #ModernistLiterature

Does anyone else feel like Kafka’s writing resembles a very specific kind of dream? 💤
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Kafka’s Work? More Like “How to Be a Disgruntled Employee”

🖋 Kafka | "The Trial" #ClearLiterature Still working this Saturday and seriously, Kafka deserves a shoutout. This guy really gets the work grind. "World kissed me with pain, and I died from it." Tell me that isn’t the motto of every tired office worker. But here’s the thing—Kafka was a true master of “productive procrastination.” Imagine a bunch of sick days stacked up with a request for a raise at the end of the year. This is the glow-up for all those “just let me lie down” vibes. Fun fact: The Kafka Museum in Prague has a whole display dedicated to his sick notes and requests for more pay. Even a literary genius needs a break, right? But don’t be fooled. The man was a true worker. Sure, he hated everything, but when it came to work, he gave it his all. Think: “I want to quit every day, but I still show up on time” — yeah, that’s me. Kafka, the original “workaholic who never gets a break.” 🔄 💬 #KafkaVibes: "The world is painful, but you show up anyway." The perfect mix of existential dread and corporate grind. 🖤 #Entertainment #Books #Kafka #CynicalLiterature #WorkGrind #DisgruntledEmployeeVibes #LiteraryGenius #FunnyBooks #LazyButProductive #MotivationFromKafka #SickLeaveKing

Kafka’s Work? More Like “How to Be a Disgruntled Employee”
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Kafka | "What I touch, breaks."

"When it comes to the perfect example of how life and art align, Franz Kafka is that example." Kafka's language is straightforward, cold, and painfully sharp, with a heavy dose of irony. His narratives jump and twist, defying traditional reading logic—complex, confusing, and often inaccessible. Reading Kafka is not for the faint-hearted. His stories are like absurd nightmares outside a dark, looming castle. At the core of Kafka’s work lies a profound sense of compassion and fear. Yet, I firmly believe that his works still radiate an endless capacity for love, along with an unwavering commitment to ideals. Despite the harshness of the world, Kafka remains a hungry artist, one who died for his art. Kafka’s works are nightmarish not only in content but also in structure. He creates a fully-formed world of alienation, exposing the deep flaws of modernity and capturing the illnesses of the modern age. His writing delves into the human condition in a way that reflects the universal struggles of people in today's world. In today's age, we need Kafka more than ever. Through his avant-garde vision and a heart consumed by the flame of art, he predicted the social ills we still grapple with today. The struggles Kafka describes are, in fact, our struggles. #Literature #Quotes #Poetry #LiteraryGenius #Kafka #ArtisticExpression #Entertainment #Books#Existentialism #ModernLiterature #ClassicReads #ArtForArt #ExistentialDread #TheHungryArtist

Kafka | "What I touch, breaks."