(“In the Beginning There Was the Word and the Word Was Good”, 2019, original pen and ink)
The All Good, The All Inclusive
Under the umbrella of relative truth
Is the absolute truth
That despite appearances
It’s all good.
Everything has its place
In a conscious universe
Where responsiveness
Is the prime directive.
Huh? I hear you ask.
Everything happens as it is
To perfectly match our needs.
All religions, philosophies, mythologies and lifestyles
Meeting the need of whoever finds it attractive.
This doesn’t mean it’s relatively good,
As clearly some styles and choices are bad,
It means it’s absolutely good
Simply because it’s absolutely inclusive.
Because the definition of the Universe
Of Life itself
Includes everything.
(9/2/25)
Let it be
Come, all you who are thirsty.
Come to me!
For I'm all-inclusive.
I'm here for you, if you want me.
Talk to me; I will listen,
I am a sponge, a listener, a comforter,
ever absorbent, open and respectful.
A learner, all-inclusive, and contemplative.
Listen to me,
Feed on what's good,
that I can offer to help you.
I expect nothing in return.
Let me be an open giver and provider.
My heart is all-inclusive.
cherishing and worshiping difference,
with dignity and mutual understanding,
of each other's stance, belief, faith, and position.
We are all equally valuable and equally free-willed.
I have no need for you to be like me.
I have no need for you to like me,
or to like who I am, or what I stand for,
or claim, or want to be.
I have no desire to be like you,
or to change you, unless that is what you want.
Let's share our all-inclusiveness
together in a loving kind way.
So come - Let's live and let live!
Let it be
“A map of the world that does not include Utopia is not worth even glancing at” Oscar Wilde.
Unlisted fascination,
Top-secret destination,
Occupation rates are low,
Paradise if you should go,
Ideal as your new resort,
All-inclusive, I'd have thought...
Imagination's
interpretative dance,
a demanding
motivation amid
all-inclusive
reasoning,
satisfying like
burnt ashes
draggin' on puffs
of surreal
vapors,
as
mythological
dragons
exhaling
rhymes' escape
amidst poetically
chaotic ether
There's an upside to an All Inclusive Resort
But there's also a downside to an All Inclusive Resort
Young'uns are able to drink until they go blind
Absolutely bonkers, losing all sense of reality
Running amok into the wee small hours
Staggering up and down the halls yelling
Knocking on doors with no regard
For us old folks or families with children
I guess my age is showing BUT...
What ever happened to respect for others!!!
© Jack Ellison 2014
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