Das Gemüt Einer Herzlosen Welt Poem by Josh Mitteldorf

Bliss is your birthright. God is within.
You have but to unmask your light, and
Your power is vast. Perfection is
In your grasp: You create your world.

Sit with your pain. Your attention reveals all
Unsatisfactoriness is in your mind.
Feelings pass from one moment to the next.
Insight is liberation from a harsh world.

Tormented by your boss, drowning in bills unpaid,
Unable to afford a doctor... Your remedy
Is within yourself, alone and apart.
Bankers are not robbing you blind.
War is a fact of human nature.

Just ask your guru. Pay him generously.
Pay your last dollar for this poem.
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.