Franz Kafka --draft, nocturnoes on the motive(s)
Two pages long short story that is not possible to read once in human life. Every word, as always in Kafka’s works, world, has a deep moral sense, thus also metaphysical meaning. His symbolism is shocking to every soul that can understand the mistakes of his, his own person (determination of the role in his life), personality, the very nature of his. Before the Law is a story about a man who came to an office to solve some problems. The gate for the entrance to the law “can be opened, but not now. “
The Gate Keeper is standing in front of the Gate. For the time of waiting, for years and years the hero will allow entering the Gate. Hero is dying, and asks: why the door has not been opened for those years? – He receives an answer:” This Gate was built for you, and now I am going to shut them.”
The Gate Keeper was not who were taking care of the hero’s inner fears. It was the hero himself. The Gate Keeper told him that there are many of the gates, but there also were standing more and more horrible, and most horrible Gate Keepers, even he, the first doorkeeper was afraid to look at them. It was the chance of the hero himself to be able to step out of his ear, the fear of the law, the moral law. The hero has afraid to make the new step and be an outstanding example of the hero for himself, be somebody who will be strong enough to stay on his own feet.
II
There is nothing more serious that lost own identity and identity in common sense. It is a devastating look upon a lost identity, something that used to be beautiful. The common identity itself is likable to look at, it is wildly famous and the whole conception is simply nice – usual or unusual. The complexity of human is not possible to recognize and determinate, and forth, we are the judges, the dreaming public, although we are the creators of one or another complexity, and we are always dreaming what is this beauty about.
Gregor Samsa awoken from unrested dreams, and sees that he has been changed to an enormous cockroach.
"What happened to me?" He sees that anything around hasn't been changed at all, in “the normal human room". The most freighting point, henceforth with the first line, is that his mental state is still the same, his feeling for beauty is the very same. This "traveling salesman", whose only one hobby beside his work was artistic decoration from wood; a frame for a nice-looking picture of a lady, now nailed on the wall up to his head.
"What about to try to forget and have some more sleep?" he things. It was impossible because he use to like to sleep on his right back; in this case of metamorphosis is impossible to do. He thinks: "How a hard work for my life I chose, wandering from one place to another", and what more: he should already be prepared for a meeting, possibly if he would rush, he might be able to catch the train still. The first is to step out of his bed when he heard mother's voice.
III
We cannot think any object except by means of the categories; we cannot cognize any thought except by means of intuitions corresponding to these conceptions. Now all our intuitions are sensuous, and our cognition, in so far as the object of it is given, is empirical. But empirical cognition is experience; consequently no a priori cognition is possible for us, except of objects of possible experience.
But this cognition , which is limited to objects of experience, is not far, that reason derived entirely from experience, but - and this is asserted of the pure intuitions and the pure conceptions of the understanding - there are , unquestionably elements of condition which exist in the mind a priori.
The foregoing is an exposition of the pure conceptions of the understanding, (and with them of all theoretical, a priori cognition), as a principles of the possibility of experience, but of experience as the determination of all phenomena in space and time in general - of experience, finally, from the principle of the original synthetical unity of apperception, as the form of the understanding in relation to time and space as original forms of sensibility.