Milk of the Great Mother
Translation by Tree Buffalo
Yes always comes packaged with no.
How are they different?
Good always comes packaged with bad.
How are they similar?
People who are feared, cannot help but fear others.
So wild!
It has no end!
Most people are incredibly joyful, as though taking part in the Great Feast.
I alone am quite unmoved.
Like one not yet seeing the sign.
Like a baby who has not yet smiled.
So incredibly tired, as if I will never make it home.
Most people have an excess, but I alone appear insufficient.
I am such an ignorant person.
Incredibly confused!
Where common people are incredibly bright, I alone am incredibly dark.
Where common people are incredibly sharp, I alone am incredibly dull.
Formless(!) like the ocean.
Shapeless(!) like the wind.
I never stop.
Of all people most have usefulness, but I alone am awkward as an unrefined thing.
I alone am different from people, because I cherish the milk of the Great Mother.
Read some of the first English translations of Chapter 20 here.
