My Destination
I ordered my horse out of the stable. The servant didn’t understand me. I went into the stable myself, saddled my horse and mounted it.
I heard a trumpet blowing in the distance and asked him what it meant. He knew nothing and had heard nothing.
He stopped me at the gate and asked: “Where is the Lord riding to?”
“I don’t know,” I said, “just away from here, just away from here. Always away from here, that’s the only way I can reach my destination.”
“So you know your destination,” he asked.
“Yes,” I replied, “I told you: ‘Away from here’ – that’s my goal.”
“You don’t have any food with you,” he said.
“I don’t need any,” I said, “the journey is so long that I’ll starve if I don’t get anything on the way. No amount of food can save me. Fortunately, it is a truly tremendous journey.”
Franz Kafka, ‘Der Aufbruch’
For my brother Antoine, 1957 – 2023, May his memory be a blessing.
François Matarasso 