There is no doubt that our first parents, when they made a mistake, were mostly deluded on the lowerness that their mistakes were an endless mistake. They were still able to see the crossroads already. And it was easy to retreat when they wanted it. So they were hesitant to retreat. It was only because they wanted to enjoy the life of dogs for another short period. Their lives have not yet become the real dog's life. However, it seemed in their eyes at that time a beautiful beautiful life, charming the image, so what can be otherwise that they did not realize what we can now are in the midst of history ...
by Franz Kafka
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The passage reflects on the errors made by humanity's first ancestors, suggesting they were blinded by their choices, believing their mistakes to be irrevocable. Despite being aware of potential changes in their path, they chose not to retreat, captivated instead by the allure of a transient existence that seemed appealing at that moment. This hesitation stemmed from their desire to experience a certain lifestyle before fully embracing the consequences of their actions.

The text implies that, even with a glimpse of the crossroads ahead, they prioritized immediate gratification over long-term awareness. It suggests that their view of life, though flawed, was somewhat distorted by their desires. Kafka emphasizes a critical view of human consciousness and the struggle between awareness and temptation, all framed within the context of historical evolution and moral choice.

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