See our king, he comes! He is king, he is rex and basileus, he is roi, tsar, konig and kaiser, he is sultan and emir, kabaka and negus, he is shah and shahenshah and padishah, he is raja and rajadhiraja and maharaja, he is tenno and taewang and huangdi, he is inca and tlatoani, he is Lord and God of all, from the photon to the galactic superclusters.

See, he comes! Riding on an ass; on a colt, the foal of an ass.

Understanding the theory and practice of Christian fasting can be difficult. So to guide the perplexed through to the blessings of clarity, I can think of none better than BRAK! BRAK FROM SPACE GHOST! LET BRAK EXPLAIN THE THEOLOGY!

(as he explained Romantic Love!)

Lent is a solemn time
All throughout the Universe.
It’s when the sinful part of the species goes to the God and says,
“Hey! Do you wanna bless my austerities?”
And then He would say,
“Why, yes, I’d like to bless your austerities”
And then, they’d go forty days, and they get something called
and not a big piece of beef
That they don’t eat
And that, to me, ladies and gentlemen… is Lent.
Kinda makes you cry, doesn’t it?

A good fast to all. Paschal blessings await.




And pray to God to have mercy upon us
And pray that I may forget
These matters that with myself I too much discuss
Too much explain
Because I do not hope to turn again
Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgement not be too heavy upon us

Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still.

Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.

It is Lent.