The Imponderable Hints of Kafka

Kafka induces a kind of humility about life, really desperately needed humility. Kafka has given us one of his imponderable hints that you know, maybe all we've got, but you can't take your life on it. The bread will do what it will do. But do we really work on the world or does the world shriveled up underneath our hands for our restless and tireless thinking that we can work on it? I don't know. What do you think?