Steve Currence
@essdotcurr.bsky.social
Some kinda hybrid of wordsmith and quasi-intelligent coatimundi, prone to frequent caffeine engulfment. Genius spilled here and there, but mostly nonsense otherwise. As always, grammarfails are baked into the final product.
She professed to be the scion of some Far East potentate, two generations removed. A tremendous lie, but she sold it with aplomb. Were I not a history major, I would've unquestionably bought her royal bonafides wholesale.
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December 2, 2025 at 3:48 AM
She professed to be the scion of some Far East potentate, two generations removed. A tremendous lie, but she sold it with aplomb. Were I not a history major, I would've unquestionably bought her royal bonafides wholesale.
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
"I've had this mysterious near-metallic taste in my mouth since last night. Blood pressure's slightly up. Hands on the clammy side."
"Virus going around?"
"Nah, just means I'm in love. My date from last night has me feelin' something."
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"Virus going around?"
"Nah, just means I'm in love. My date from last night has me feelin' something."
#vss365
December 1, 2025 at 12:25 AM
"I've had this mysterious near-metallic taste in my mouth since last night. Blood pressure's slightly up. Hands on the clammy side."
"Virus going around?"
"Nah, just means I'm in love. My date from last night has me feelin' something."
#vss365
"Virus going around?"
"Nah, just means I'm in love. My date from last night has me feelin' something."
#vss365
When I was of preschool age, they spoke of the oversized monstrosity made of shark, lizard, and pirahna parts that showed up to torment those who meddled in their older sibs' personal affairs.
And so went the earliest, scariest pique of my nascent imagination.
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And so went the earliest, scariest pique of my nascent imagination.
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November 30, 2025 at 2:50 AM
When I was of preschool age, they spoke of the oversized monstrosity made of shark, lizard, and pirahna parts that showed up to torment those who meddled in their older sibs' personal affairs.
And so went the earliest, scariest pique of my nascent imagination.
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And so went the earliest, scariest pique of my nascent imagination.
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He's carried burdens.
And grievances.
And unspoken, weighty fables.
And schoolboy torches for femmes above his pay-grade.
And comrades through heavy fire.
And notably: one blessed paramour across the threshold.
And not even once have his faculties failed him.
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And grievances.
And unspoken, weighty fables.
And schoolboy torches for femmes above his pay-grade.
And comrades through heavy fire.
And notably: one blessed paramour across the threshold.
And not even once have his faculties failed him.
#bravewrite
November 30, 2025 at 2:48 AM
He's carried burdens.
And grievances.
And unspoken, weighty fables.
And schoolboy torches for femmes above his pay-grade.
And comrades through heavy fire.
And notably: one blessed paramour across the threshold.
And not even once have his faculties failed him.
#bravewrite
And grievances.
And unspoken, weighty fables.
And schoolboy torches for femmes above his pay-grade.
And comrades through heavy fire.
And notably: one blessed paramour across the threshold.
And not even once have his faculties failed him.
#bravewrite
He was viewed as a milksop, reticent in matters of risk. But he saw himself as an analytical sort, weighing the risks of one action against the rewards of another. Safety generally superceded adventure. He found fun and adventure on his own terms, by his own means.
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November 30, 2025 at 2:47 AM
He was viewed as a milksop, reticent in matters of risk. But he saw himself as an analytical sort, weighing the risks of one action against the rewards of another. Safety generally superceded adventure. He found fun and adventure on his own terms, by his own means.
#vss365
#vss365
"I am exhausted and the same judgment that the world will have for me is a reflection of how the world works. "
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November 27, 2025 at 3:56 AM
"I am exhausted and the same judgment that the world will have for me is a reflection of how the world works. "
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The clockpuncher wearies easily n' without ceremony. I am a member of this coterie. The body speaks to the trials. The mind processes them. And the soul -- the designated incubator of the fraction of purity that remains in me -- maneuvers unbowed.
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November 27, 2025 at 2:42 AM
The clockpuncher wearies easily n' without ceremony. I am a member of this coterie. The body speaks to the trials. The mind processes them. And the soul -- the designated incubator of the fraction of purity that remains in me -- maneuvers unbowed.
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#bravewrite
"In the absence of caffeine, sleep, amour, or all three, you'll find me quite the monstrous character: an irritable beast, easily provoked to peevish impulses when tested."
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November 26, 2025 at 4:03 AM
"In the absence of caffeine, sleep, amour, or all three, you'll find me quite the monstrous character: an irritable beast, easily provoked to peevish impulses when tested."
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#firewords280
A bright light and a jolting, dissonant screech from a cockerel stirred me from slumber. Both were machine-based and timed for specific deployment. That I was able to respond to both as if each was genuine showed adaptability to my remastered cochleae.
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November 26, 2025 at 2:32 AM
A bright light and a jolting, dissonant screech from a cockerel stirred me from slumber. Both were machine-based and timed for specific deployment. That I was able to respond to both as if each was genuine showed adaptability to my remastered cochleae.
#vss365
#vss365
His departure was imminent. He had scant few breaths left in him. But before his exit, he drew me close and offered one last chestnut that has stuck with me: "Better to be majesty to one who's in the midst of travesty, than the opposite."
And then he was gone.
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And then he was gone.
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November 26, 2025 at 2:31 AM
His departure was imminent. He had scant few breaths left in him. But before his exit, he drew me close and offered one last chestnut that has stuck with me: "Better to be majesty to one who's in the midst of travesty, than the opposite."
And then he was gone.
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And then he was gone.
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I was regaled with stories of civil disobedience and protest of decades past. Walk-outs, sit-ins, human chains, and other angry dramas unfurled in the name of justice.
How'd my folks go from that to rigid, non-controversial establishment automatons, I wondered.
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How'd my folks go from that to rigid, non-controversial establishment automatons, I wondered.
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November 24, 2025 at 1:49 AM
I was regaled with stories of civil disobedience and protest of decades past. Walk-outs, sit-ins, human chains, and other angry dramas unfurled in the name of justice.
How'd my folks go from that to rigid, non-controversial establishment automatons, I wondered.
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How'd my folks go from that to rigid, non-controversial establishment automatons, I wondered.
#bravewrite
My life:
Highs and lows, all told
(And just like yours.)
Most measurable in what I've carried, to include:
Pains.
Grudges.
Torches for elusive lasses.
Debt.
Regrets.
Myself, with dignity.
#vss365
Highs and lows, all told
(And just like yours.)
Most measurable in what I've carried, to include:
Pains.
Grudges.
Torches for elusive lasses.
Debt.
Regrets.
Myself, with dignity.
#vss365
November 23, 2025 at 4:13 AM
My life:
Highs and lows, all told
(And just like yours.)
Most measurable in what I've carried, to include:
Pains.
Grudges.
Torches for elusive lasses.
Debt.
Regrets.
Myself, with dignity.
#vss365
Highs and lows, all told
(And just like yours.)
Most measurable in what I've carried, to include:
Pains.
Grudges.
Torches for elusive lasses.
Debt.
Regrets.
Myself, with dignity.
#vss365
The history of past inhabitants made for quite a stirring presentation. All were moved. Many a sympathetic cry was had. In the end, there was a resolve to make sure the history of the indigenous peoples would be broadcast far and wide.
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November 23, 2025 at 4:05 AM
The history of past inhabitants made for quite a stirring presentation. All were moved. Many a sympathetic cry was had. In the end, there was a resolve to make sure the history of the indigenous peoples would be broadcast far and wide.
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
He stood a shade under six-one and bore a sinewy frame. Three deployments endowed him with tactics, adroitness, and an unshakable bent towards regimentation.
He was a conduit through which a specific, calculated menace flowed.
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He was a conduit through which a specific, calculated menace flowed.
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November 22, 2025 at 2:57 AM
He stood a shade under six-one and bore a sinewy frame. Three deployments endowed him with tactics, adroitness, and an unshakable bent towards regimentation.
He was a conduit through which a specific, calculated menace flowed.
#vss365
He was a conduit through which a specific, calculated menace flowed.
#vss365
"A paltry miracle proved a welcome blessing. My faith in man never returned, true, but for a moment, there was a blessed easing of tension, and I entertained the idea that long-lasting bliss could manifest."
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November 20, 2025 at 3:30 AM
"A paltry miracle proved a welcome blessing. My faith in man never returned, true, but for a moment, there was a blessed easing of tension, and I entertained the idea that long-lasting bliss could manifest."
#firewords280
#firewords280
"Curse someone for what they're not, or embrace someone for what they are. Those were the options presented. Seems to me the best course is to embrace someone in both cases, n' remove cursing from the repertoire."
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November 20, 2025 at 3:18 AM
"Curse someone for what they're not, or embrace someone for what they are. Those were the options presented. Seems to me the best course is to embrace someone in both cases, n' remove cursing from the repertoire."
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#vss365
Yance ran with the Fleet Street Syndicate. At the peak of the syndicate's influence, the membership was a fifty deep. They were heavy into larceny, extortion, numbers, and dope. Yance could fill several books with the vivid litany of the syndicate's criminality.
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November 20, 2025 at 3:14 AM
Yance ran with the Fleet Street Syndicate. At the peak of the syndicate's influence, the membership was a fifty deep. They were heavy into larceny, extortion, numbers, and dope. Yance could fill several books with the vivid litany of the syndicate's criminality.
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#bravewrite
I smelled bacon -- hickory smoked, no less -- from a quarter mile away. Upon further olfactory investigation, eggs -- sunny side up -- were also on the menu. The return of my keen macrosmatic ability was also the first sign that I'd recovered from widgeon pox.
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November 19, 2025 at 4:44 AM
I smelled bacon -- hickory smoked, no less -- from a quarter mile away. Upon further olfactory investigation, eggs -- sunny side up -- were also on the menu. The return of my keen macrosmatic ability was also the first sign that I'd recovered from widgeon pox.
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#vssdaily
I forsook sleep for work. Oh, the price I paid! The cost was not just a personal one, but also a spiritual, physical, and mental one. I was not functioning at full competence. My grasp on reality became more and more tenuous.
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November 19, 2025 at 4:43 AM
I forsook sleep for work. Oh, the price I paid! The cost was not just a personal one, but also a spiritual, physical, and mental one. I was not functioning at full competence. My grasp on reality became more and more tenuous.
#vss365
#vss365
All the meticulous projections and charts weren't having the desired persuasive effect. Alden turned up the volume and argued before the brass with brio previously unheard of. His closing salvo summed it up: "We can't fight tomorrow's wars with yesterday's weapons."
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November 19, 2025 at 4:33 AM
All the meticulous projections and charts weren't having the desired persuasive effect. Alden turned up the volume and argued before the brass with brio previously unheard of. His closing salvo summed it up: "We can't fight tomorrow's wars with yesterday's weapons."
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#bravewrite
"On the 1st of January, I made a list of goals to be accomplished. It's mid-November so I checked it. There's a red check by the ones I've accomplished."
"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
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"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
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November 18, 2025 at 4:19 AM
"On the 1st of January, I made a list of goals to be accomplished. It's mid-November so I checked it. There's a red check by the ones I've accomplished."
"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
#vss365
"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
#vss365
The photo captured an instance of happiness. Such an instance was rehearsed. At some point, yes, there was love of a palpable, factual kind.
But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
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But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
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November 18, 2025 at 4:07 AM
The photo captured an instance of happiness. Such an instance was rehearsed. At some point, yes, there was love of a palpable, factual kind.
But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
#vssdaily
But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
#vssdaily
Palindromes were the rule of the day.
Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
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Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
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November 16, 2025 at 3:01 AM
Palindromes were the rule of the day.
Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
#vssdaily
Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
#vssdaily
He thumbed through an old yearbook and was transported back to a time and place that left him bent, but not broken.
Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
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Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
#vss365
November 16, 2025 at 3:00 AM
He thumbed through an old yearbook and was transported back to a time and place that left him bent, but not broken.
Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
#vss365
Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
#vss365
"There's an aggregate amount of nonsense in the world. One either contributes to it, or works to ameliorate it. There's no in-between."
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November 16, 2025 at 2:59 AM
"There's an aggregate amount of nonsense in the world. One either contributes to it, or works to ameliorate it. There's no in-between."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite