The Gospel, as seen when you put together all of the gospel text’s logia, red letters, or “words of Jesus”, is a two-sided coin.

In a negative sense, the Gospel is a brilliant denunciation of three things: primarily it condemns systematic theology specifically [1], secondarily it repudiates organized religion generally [2], and thirdly it destroys the two-party paradigm that keeps both afloat [3].

In a positive sense, the Gospel is an interiorly enlightening fulfillment of a Judaism that is unwaveringly Abrahamic, Mosaic, Solomonic, Eliac, Johannine and therefore impervious to all uninspired and power-grabby additions (Pharisees) or subtractions (Sadducees) that would conspire to rob these models of their inwardly richly edifying examples of living an organic and integral covenant relationship and would threaten to derail and exploit pious persons who simply wanted to get a look at those examples to get them jump-started on the path, free of religious or theological hustles.

The above is why we can say that true Evangelion is true Qabbalah, which may therefore be called the “Revealed Torah” – revealed to each heart directly from the pure Spirit of God and not requiring the external mediation of persons with highly crafted claims to authority and the lowest ulterior motives imaginable.

In non-theological terms or just plain English, the Gospel (or Good News) is God Almighty’s word to the earthy commoner (ha’aretz), because it dispenses with any need to retain cross-dressing narcissists in big hats or long robes. God Almighty can and does commune with honest humanity in silent solitude (the still small voice that Elijah heard) and without any need of formal prayers or human intermediaries.

Finally, I would say that the term Gospel could be used to refer to anything that promotes this interior communing to the exclusion of all the other noise and without reference to word games or social dynamics. A covenant relationship that’s not a ritual religion or a brainy theology grows weary of kinks and craves that still silent presence!

The best points of reference I can think of right now are the lyrics to Stephen Foster’s songs Beautiful Dreamer [4] and In the Eye Abides the Heart (provided below).

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[1] Systematic theology is represented by Oral Tradition (The Talmud is today commonly referred to deceitfully as the “Oral Torah” and often just “Torah”!), the Pharisees and the Rabbis who regard the faithful observer cynically, as an ignorant, cursed and contemptible sucker to be endlessly invalidated and exploited by an intellectual class (see Marxism).
[2] Organized religion is represented by the Sadducees, the Temple, and Obsessive-Compulsive Observantists who regard the faithful observer cynically, as an ignorant, cursed and contemptible sucker to be endlessly invalidated and exploited by a clerical class (see Theocracy).
[3] That the Gospel decries and derides both ditches that flank the notoriously narrow road that leads to life is important since the dynamic of that time was one in which the two-party system was blatantly a codependent and an almost instinctively abusive one, clearly symbolic of duality in the more interior or philosophical sense.
[4] Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day
Lull’d by the moonlight have all pass’d away!
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life’s busy throng
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart
E’en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
[5] In the eye abides the heart.
Every pure and tender feeling,
All emotions worth revealing,
Through the eyes their charm impart.
Words are often clothed in guile;
For the lips with fear my falter:
And confiding smiles may alter
Oh! believe not in a smile!
R. ‘Tis the eye unveils the heart.
Every pure and tender feeling,
All emotions worth revealing,
To the eyes their glow impart.
If thy bosom heaves a sigh
For a fair and cherished maiden,
Though her voice with love be laden,
Mark the language of her eye
There each impulse of her soul
Beams for thee in truth and candor;
There her secret passions wander,
There remain beyond control. R.