The way is difficult: 2

It’s hard to make this journey alone. There are no mileposts in the blue sky. They chased me away because it’s hard for me to put up with bravado, with people stealing to bet on cock fights, with anger and stupidity combined. People belittle whoever’s better than them. Where is the emperor now who bowed low and swept the terrace to welcome wise and talented advisors? He is buried and there’s nobody like him now. Now there’s no wisdom, no strategy, so the journey is hard, and nobody helps.