Loneliness in the family and the world

Loneliness in the family and the world

Having enclosed himself in close apartment blocks of houses, tying himself to machines and simulators, televisions and tablets, a person became very dependent on progress and from people serving every moment of his surrogate life. And at the same time, feeling this endless dependence, everyone tries to protect from internal encroachment their inner freedom, their inner world, in which there is often as little autonomy and independence as in homework of schoolchildren.

Feeling defenseless in front of a mechanized and politicized world around him, a person today, more than ever, needs support, friendly advice, attention, recognition of his own exclusivity. And very often it encounters cold stone walls, built by a civilization that fenced off the soul from the body. It is about this, I think, and wrote in his novella “Transformation” F. Kafka, revealing to us the experiences of a person unlike others so that those around him and even close see him only an insect, a beetle, not wanting to notice either a sensitive and understanding heart, neither kind eyes nor open soul. Before us is the tragedy of an outcast, a white crow in a pack, but the worst thing is that the pack is human. And to prevent the death of Gregor Zamza, it was enough only for a warm look, words of support, approval, and then, perhaps, the terrible beetle would again turn into a young man. How to find out? And even more I’m sorry that not all insects are as big as Gregor, and we very often attack them, even without noticing it…


Loneliness in the family and the world