John H. GlennNorth Alabama Annual Conference: Death & Rebirth at The Hand of The Suit. (3–3)I was almost killed today by a banker, a Methodist banker no less. He doesn’t even know me personally the swine. Admittedly, it wasn’t…Jun 5, 2018Jun 5, 2018
John H. GlennThe North Alabama Annual Conference: Spiritual Message delivered by Way of Firehose (2–3)If its anything can save the faith, it’s black congregations. Those words flashed at lightning speed through my skull the first bellow I…Jun 4, 2018Jun 4, 2018
John H. GlennThe North Alabama Annual Conference: Rhetorical Posturing (1–3)Past the sun-bleached rocket, in Huntsville’s Industrial East, lays a cacophonous room on the second floor of another kitsch, moderne…Jun 4, 2018Jun 4, 2018
John H. GlennOn Miscommunication & Axioms of LivingDisconnection is among gods curliest gifts to burgeoning man. No more significant a weight could be thrown upon the soul than that of…Apr 17, 2018Apr 17, 2018
John H. GlennOn The SeaIn recent months, I’ve found it fascinating learning about man’s own fascination with the sea. If you take a moment and realize what The…Apr 16, 2018Apr 16, 2018
John H. GlennOn WritingIn passing, cold, windy rain in the spring fouls daytime, while retaining the dark’s allure at night. I’ve always enjoyed the night more…Apr 15, 2018Apr 15, 2018
John H. GlennLyrics to be Read In thought of Idle Cadets.Fall Semester, 2017.Dec 31, 2017Dec 31, 2017
