I ordered my horse to be brought from the stables.
The servant did not understand my orders. So I went to the stables myself, saddled my horse, and mounted.
In the distance I heard the sound of a trumpet, and I asked the servant what it meant.
He knew nothing and had heard nothing.
At the gate he stopped me and asked: “Where is the master going?”
“So you know your goal?” he asked.
–Kafka
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