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It is not necessary to accept everything as true, one must only accept it as necessaryNothing speaks aprofound truth than a pristine metaphor Funny, us, worming through the world ascribing meaning, logic and order to the dumb, blind forces of void It s all one can do to maintain sanity in the absurd reality of existence, but what is it worth Are we trees in gale force winds fighting back with fists we do not possess Is life the love of a cold, cruel former lover bating us on while only concerned with themselves What use is logic in an illogical prison where the opinion of the masses reigns supreme Franz Kafka s The Trial is the world we all live in, unlocked through layers of allegory to expose the beast hidden from plain sight On the surface it is an exquisite examination of bureaucracy and bourgeoisie with a Law system so complex and far reaching that even key members are unable to unravel it s complicated clockwork However, this story of a trial one that never occurs other than an arrest and a solitary conference that goes nowhere over an unmentioned crime serves as a brutal allegory for our existence within a judgemental societal paradigm under the watch of a God who dishes out hellfire to the guilty This is a world where man s noose is only a doorway The Trial is not for the faint of heart or fragile psyche yet, while the bleakness is laid on thick, it is also permeated with a marvelous sense of humor and a fluid prose that keeps the pages flipping and the reading hours pushing forward towards dawn This is a dark comedy of the human comedy, full of the freeing chortles of gallow humor Kafka s nightmarish vision is the heartbeat of our own existence, chronicling the frustrations of futility when applying logic to the reality of the absurd, yet factual, nature of life Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything wrong, he was arrested.This memorable opening line is the perfect establishing shot for Kafka s, and Joseph K s, world One can be sure of their innocence, yet fall to the blade all the same The most startling and accurate portrayal of mankind is found when K goes to visit the painter in the slums and finds a disgusting, steaming yellow fluid poured forth, before which a rat fled into the nearby sewer At the bottom of the steps a small child was lying face down on the ground, crying, but it could hardly be heard above the noise coming from a sheet metal shopWe, humanity, are prostrate and bawling in a toxic wasteland, unloved and ignored by the absent parents Not even passersby stop to help the child, or are even away, for the noise of industry drowns it out This is a world where corporations are people and actual lives are thrown to the gutter for the good of the company , where soulless abstract money making concepts are given a higher priority than our own shared flesh and blood The worst part is that we accept this We tow the party line, we uphold something meaningless and only given power by our collective acceptance You may object that it is not a trial at all, says K to the courtroom, you are quite right, for it is only a trial if I recognize it as such. These are not political opinions I am presenting, just the fact that much of our society, economy and political structure exists only because we recognize it as so and prescribe meaning to something inherently meaningless Children, such as the child crying in a pool of yellow filth, are a key motif in the novel Their parents are never apparent and they run like wild animals The gaggle of young girls outside the painters apartment perfectly reflect the wild masses of ignorance, defying respect for privacy and barging into places they aren t wanted, needed or even should be simply because they can One girl is described as hunchbacked and not yet an adult, yet full of sexuality which she asserts over K Neither her youth nor her deformity had prevented her early corruption. These girls, we are told, also belong to the court, another place where the persona is depictedlike beast than man, preying on those around them with their lusts Take, for example, the student in the attic courtroom who asserts his dominance over the married women through his power He, too, is slightly deformed with bow legs that call to mind classic depictions of Satan with his animalistic torso and hoofed feet, and bushy red beard like something from nature and not urban society He also snaps at K s hand with his teeth in defense, like a dog Like a dog is the final line of dialogue in the novel, concerning a violent and abrupt execution Seemingly we are nothing above the beasts of the world , which isn t how one would expect an educated man of the Law to respond Even all the textbooks are actually just pornography, the court filled with carnal desires instead of logic and learned reasoning This is the force of nature K, and all of us, fight against when attempting to address our condition with logic We are nothing but dogs pit into a dogfight of which we had no free will in being placed K is a free thinker drown by the obdurate glare of the masses, condemned for something unknown and never given an opportunity to prove innocenceThey re talking about things of which they don t have the slightest understanding, anyway It s only because of their stupidity that they re able to be so sure of themselves. How like our world today where we accept opinions without wondering the qualifications internet slander or a simple viral meme can destroy a life or an idea simply because it is funny even if it isn t rooted in reality K is all of us, K is the everyman, K is us faced with the world around us A world where trying to go up against it will only lead to frustration and futility Through all his proceedings, all his legal advice, nothing is learned Lawyers and confidants only seem to discuss the workings of the trial and court system thewe learn, the less we understand The system is so complicated that it stalemates itself, and it seems almost pointless to investigate Is there purpose in assessing our lives, our condition in the world Not if we address it with logic This is futility But, perhaps, if we assess it on it s own terms, then even if our fate is still sealed we can glean a bit of insight.That is why this story is presented as an allegory The Trial is not a story about the Law or bureaucracy despite the outward appearance This is society as a whole and pushes towards a religious allegory that is difficult to swallow K is told that even if he is acquitted, he may return home to be arrested again Our reputation is unshakable and even when you prove your innocence over slander, people will still hold it against you The word allegedly is wonderfully damning in this way K hears that there is legend of lawyers getting clients fully acquitted, but no proof of this exists Nobody even knows who these lawyers are There is also higher courts, higher judges that nobody knows the name of that also seem to exist only in legend These unseen, unknowable eyes of justice are like the eyes of God One may be acquitted amongst their peers, but their soul goes to a higher court that will rule the final verdict Can t you see two steps in front of you, the Priest shrieks at K., chastising him for his inability to look beyond his assumptions of the world and his logic He proceeds with a parable that summarizes K s, and everyone s, fate in the world in which a man is denied entrance into the halls of the Law He waits his whole life, pestering the gatekeeper Moments before his death of old age, the gatekeeper reveals that the entrance was meant solely for him, then closes the gates The perfect expression of futility K protests that the man was deceived, yet the Priest argues that deception is not in the story What we have is the absurd, K wishing to assess his trial through due process and logical reasoning, but failing to see that such verdicts are beyond thatI always snatched at the world with twenty hands, and not for a very laudable motive, either That was wrong, and am I to show now that not even a year s trial has taught me anythingHis fate was already decided, and his efforts are in vain It should come as no surprise, then, that K is so suffocated in the stifling air of the court houses Who wouldn t feel faint and overcome with illness when beleaguered by the absurd where no assertion of innocence matters The court wants nothing from you It receives you when you came and it dismisses you when you go.The painter shows K a portrait of a judge, depicted above his own post the portrait a gift to a woman yet another example of the abuse of power for carnal desire , but the most striking image is that of Justice Justice is painted with winged feet, in motion at the request of the court, to also represent Victory Yet the real horror is revealed when K discovers the blending creates an imageakin to the God of The Hunt We have a court system, a religious system, a moral system, that isconcerned with victory than actual justice, and seeks out prey for sport We are all victims to this system, a system that is self sustaining, too big to fail , and incorporates everyone Nobody is safe from the system, and nobody is not a part of it K is the sacrificial victim of all of us, his death and futility a parable of our own endeavors in this, and the next, life Kafka s The Trial is just as important today as when it was written It is a book that will leave you gasping for air, and thankful for it.5 5 One must lie low, no matter how much it went against the grain, and try to understand that this great organization remained, so to speak, in a state of delicate balance, and that if someone took it upon himself to alter the dispositions of things around him, he ran the risk of losing his footing and falling to destruction, while the organization would simply right itself by some compensating reaction in another part of its machinery since everything interlocked and remain unchanged, unless, indeed, which was very probable, it became stillrigid,vigilant, severer, andruthless. This book haunts me I can t stop thinking about it because I have questions, questions andquestions I have so many unanswered questions that I will never know the answer to, and it s slowly killing me What is the trial Is K actually guilty or is he innocent Is this novel a nightmare sequence or a paranormal encountering Why are so many characters never heard from again And who is that mysterious figure at the end of the novel that witnesses K s fate There are just so many questions, but no damned answers This is frustrating, so frustrating The novel leaves the reader with an overwhelming sense of perplexity There is no definitive explanation as to what has actually happened there is no logical sense of the events But, then K doesn t know either he is just as confused by the strange happenings as the reader The events are completely unexplainable and unfathomable thus, Kafka s trial will stay with the me for the rest of my life, as I ponder this bizarre novel again, and again There are no answers K wakes up on the morning of his thirtieth birthday he goes outside his room and finds several men eating his breakfast He is informed he is under arrest the men don t tell him why they leave and he is able to go about his daily life although he must attend court next week They give him a location, but no time He arrives he is accused for something they don t inform him of He storms out of the room and is hounded by the situation ever since He attempts to prove his innocence, but what he is innocent of he doesn t know A year later, on his thirtieth birthday, view spoiler two men arrive and sentence him he is taken to a quarry and murdered hide spoiler Has this ever happened to you You re chugging your way through a book at a decent pace, it s down to the last legs, you ve decided on the good ol four star rating, it s true that it had some really good parts but ultimately you can t say that it was particularly amazing And all of the sudden the last part slams into your face, you re knocked sprawling on your ass by the weight of the words spiraling around your head in a merry go round of pure literary power, and you swear the book is whispering You know nothing, you snot nosed brat through its pages of magnificence as the author leaves you far behind.If you haven t, read this book If you have, and craveof the same, see the previous.Now, what did the Goodreads summary call this book again A terrifying, psychological trip Yes, I suppose you could say that I mean, it is terrifying, it is psychological, and it makes for one hell of a ride But, you see, those three words strung together convey the sense of otherworldliness, some diabolical satire that s made a nightmare of a reality that s usually pretty good about behaving itself The problem with that is the fact that this story adheresclosely to reality than most books dare to dream of doing There s no phantasmagorical twisting of the entire face of reality This is reality And it needs no aid in inspiring the most abject of terror.Arrests of innocents Hazy procedures Courts obscured by other courts Files disappearing into the darkI see, said K., nodding, these books are probably law books, and it is an essential part of the justice dispensed here that you should be condemned not only in innocence but also in ignorance That must be it, said the woman, who had not quite understood him. Judgment determined by accusation rather than by trialWe are only being punished because you accused us if you hadn t, nothing would have happened, not even if they had discovered what we did Do you call that justice Guilty until proven less guilty Less guilty via the right connections rather than the right evidence Innocence with an expiration date Complaints about any of the previous injustices accelerating the inevitable, and for what The hope that the future might be better What difference will that make to you, the individual life currently at stake The invisible pendulum will still be suspended over theinvisible pit, and your every forthright movement will still be swallowed in the obscurity of the Law, and nothing will result but a building sense of anxiety and despair Look at the Law of the past andimportantly the Law of the present, and tell me none of this applies, in the days where banks are too big to be brought to justice and everything from the individual to the government is held hostage from a better tomorrow by the inane struggles of todayNo, said the priest, it is not necessary to accept everything as true, one must only accept it as necessary History repeats itself.History repeats itself.History fucking repeats itself.Get it Got it Good.Doing something about it is another matter entirely. 701 Der Prozess The Trial, Franz KafkaThe Trial original German title Der Process, later Der Prozess, Der Proce and Der Proze is a novel written by Franz Kafka between 1914 and 1915 and published posthumously in 1925 One of his best known works, it tells the story of a man arrested and prosecuted by a remote, inaccessible authority, with the nature of his crime revealed neither to him nor to the reader Heavily influenced by Dostoyevsky s Crime and Punishment and The Brothers Karamazov, Kafka even went so far as to call Dostoyevsky a blood relative Like Kafka s other novels, The Trial was never completed, although it does include a chapter which brings the story to an end 1975 1353 216 1370 342 1370 342 1387 1395 1395 314 1388 271 1393 9789649971544 1392 100 9786001221026 1389 283 9786005675016 1391 310 9786006687087 1395 504 9789648936902 1925 . ,, , , , , , , ,, , , ,, ,, , ,, , , , , , , , , ,, , , ,, , , , ,, , , , , . |Pdf ♤ Der Prozeß ♽ Written InBut Not Published Until , A Year After Kafka S Death, The Trial Is The Terrifying Tale Of Josef K A Respectable Bank Officer Who Is Suddenly And Inexplicably Arrested And Must Defend Himself Against A Charge About Which He Can Get No Information Whether Read As An Existential Tale, A Parable, Or A Prophecy Of The Excesses Of Modern Bureaucracy Wedded To The Madness Of Totalitarianism, The Trial Has Resonated With Chilling Truth For Generations Of Readers Lost highway WTFview spoilerhide spoiler K Tener un proceso significa haberlo perdido ya La obra de Kafka es compleja, inquietante y genera usualmente en el lector el mismo desconcierto que en sus personajes, quienes terminan enredados en infinitas encrucijadas y laberintos que nunca logran desvelar Durante la primer lectura de este libro, hace muchos a os, yo no hab a le do tanto a Kafka y tampoco hab a aprendido sobre los detalles sobre su vida.De ah el hecho de que yo escribiera en la rese a original, de pocas l neas El Proceso me ha desorientado justo al final Un final que no esperaba, pero que a la vez demuestra la maestr a narrativa de Kafka.Luego de haber completado la lectura de toda su obra y haber le do sus Diarios , su Carta al Padre y las Cartas a Milena solo me resta leerlas Cartas a Felice tengo mucho m s en claro de que se trata lo kafkiano y de por qu se manifiesta de forma sucesiva tanto en sus relatos, par bolas y aforismos como en sus novelas esto se manifiesta por la directa conexi n de lo ficcional con Kafka emp rico.La gran analog a se produce, precisamente entre los vaivenes emocionales entre los que se movi a lo largo de su vida y la orientaci n de muchas de sus experiencias hacia su literatura Es como que un mundo no puede funcionar sin el otro Gran parte de lo que uno lee en sus novelas, probablemente tenga una r plica, frase, conexi n y origen en las entradas de sus Diarios.Para ello, con s lo leer ciertos p rrafos de este u otro libro, seguramente encontraremos algo relacionado a su vida personal, sus experiencias, anhelos y miedos.Ahora bien, El Proceso es para m el libro que m s fielmente recrea la escena y proceder kafkianos De hecho a n m s que en El Castillo , aunque los intentos del agrimensor K en esa otra novela se rodean de cierta persistencia y porf a que en Josef K no percibimos K se encuentra en un estado que es para m el mismo que el del lector el de una constante desorientaci n.A medida que nos vamos adentrando en las circunstancias que rodean la situaci n procesal de K., nos damos cuenta de que nos vemos imposibilitados de avanzar en alg n sentido Nosotros mismos como lectores carecemos al igual que K de esa informaci n necesaria para aventurar qu puede llegar a suceder m s adelante.Para complicar las cosas, Josef K est acusado, le dicen que est detenido, pero no le clarifican por qu con lo cual se acrecienta su incertidumbre Sucede esta conversaci nUsted est detenido, desde luego, pero eso no debe impedir ejercer su profesi n Tampoco debe ser un estorbo para su vida habitual Entonces estar detenido no es muy grave , dijo K., acerc ndose al inspector Nunca dije otra cosa , respondi l.Lentamente ingresa K., a una serie de situaciones realmente absurdas otro de los elementos claves de las novelas de Kafka para tratar de acceder a un tribunal inalcanzable e invisible sin dejar de enredarse en una burocracia paralizante de abogados, jueces de instrucci n, fiscales, ujieres y todo tipo de oscuros personajes del mbito judicial Kafka era abogado y entend a a la perfecci n dicho sistema sin ning n tipo de avance positivo en su situaci n.Realmente, algunas escenas parecen escritas m s para una pieza teatral que para una novela Incluso, dir a yo que es una novela mucho m s teatral que La metamorfosis Hay momentos en los di logos durante cap tulos como Primera investigaci n , Las Oficinas Despido del Abogado y El comerciante Block que son excesivamente exagerados, puntualmente en las reacciones y actitudes de algunos personajes Cuando se presenta ante el tribunal para su primera declaraci n, esto sucede en un edificio atestado de la gente m s rara y extra a posible, con un techo tan bajo que tienen que encorvar la cabeza y en un ambiente opresivo y de constante ahogo Cuando uno imagina esa situaci n como lector, se extra a y se sorprende Uno piensa bueno, esto no puede ser real, o est exagerado al l mite de lo insospechado, o puede ser una alucinaci n de K o decididamente un sue o como lo que sucede en el cap tulo El flagelador , al que considero el m s desconcertante y hasta rid culo del libro.Otro aspecto muy desarrollado por Kafka a lo largo de la novela es el tema de la atm sfera oscura, asfixiante y claustrof bica a la que est constantemente sometido K.Eso sucede en varias partes, como por ejemplo en Primera Investigaci nEl vaho neblinoso de la habitaci n era sumamente denso imped a incluso observar a los que estaban lejos , o como en el cap tulo donde visita el estudio de Titorelli, el pintorEl aire del cuarto le hab a ido resultando poco a poco sofocante y ya varias veces hab a mirado una estufa de hierro el calor del cuarto era inexplicabley en el cap tulo finalDebajo de los faroles, K., intent varias veces, por dif cil que le resultara el ser llevado tan apretadamente, ver a sus acompa antes con m s claridad de lo que le hab a sido posible en la penumbra del cuarto Todos estos detalles, creo yo, no fueron escogidos al azar por Kafka l quiso imponerle a la novela una asfixiante atm sfera interrumpida y lo logra a la perfecci n Pr cticamente, no hay pasaje que no est rodeado de oscuridad, penumbra y encierro Ni siquiera en su visita a la Catedral, durante su conversaci n con el sacerdote que para variar es el capell n de la prisi n y adem s forma parte del tribunal.Ahora, luego de comentar este detalle remarco tambi n que pr cticamente todos los personajes con los que se cruza K la lavandera, el abogado Huld, algunos empleados del banco en que trabaja, su t o, la Leni, que es la empleada de Huld, el comerciante Block, cualquier personaje del ambiente judicial , todos, casi todos saben que tiene un proceso en curso y algunos hasta aventuran que es culpable y que no tiene buen fin su proceso Algo me dice que lo irreal debe inferir en la realidad de K., dado que es sorprendentemente llamativo y hasta incluso l lo reconoce Parece que todos saben, se lo dicen y l luego no necesita presentarse, ya es una obviedad.El ante ltimo cap tulo del libro, En la Catedral es, como indico en la primera rese a el m s elevado del libro para m , puesto que en l expone su famosa par bola Ante la Ley , que a la vez dispara m ltiples interpretaciones en los lectores El tema de la Ley es para Kafka supremo, inalcanzable, inaccesible, poderoso Siempre ha sido as para l y de esta forma lo volc en sus novelas, tanto en esta como en El castillo , personificada por los se ores propietarios del Castillo, a los que K no llega, producto de su propia futilidad, sucede en la Ley impuesta por el padre de Gregor Samsa en Samsa cambia las letras de Kafka, su propio apellido confin ndolo a ser recluido como una bestia dentro de su propio cuarto y que tiene conexi n con la relaci n que Kafka tuvo con su padre, en el cuento La condena , en un caso similar al de este libro Georg Bendemann Bende sin mann, concuerda con Kafka cuyo padre lo condena a morir ahogado y en muchos m s que podr amos seguir citando m s ejemplos, pero volviendo al pasaje Ante la Ley , yo sostengo que no es necesario m s que leer la conversaci n de K., con el sacerdote para entender de que se trata esa par bola maravillosa, producto de la mente de este genio nico que se llam Franz Kafka.Sigo sosteniendo que todo aquel que admire los grandes libros de la literatura mundial, deber a detenerse al menos una vez ante un cl sico inoxidable como ste.