Alex Oloriz
alex-oloriz.bsky.social
Alex Oloriz
@alex-oloriz.bsky.social
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Rush hour has passed.
One stands, headphones across neck, guitar case at their feet.
Another arrives, a north face backpack with a water bottle on back, holding a clay sculpture of a ballerina propped by a metal rod on a piece of wood.
Nothing #boho about it. Just commuting with their art.

#vss365
December 16, 2025 at 1:06 AM
Reposted by Alex Oloriz
Scale does not equal structure. It amplifies whatever constraints are present.

With protocols, scale reveals and stabilizes structure.
Without them, scale just accelerates entropy.

Confusing the multiplier for the mechanism is the mistake.
December 13, 2025 at 9:22 PM
Reposted by Alex Oloriz
#APOGEE

I have switches to flip,
main thrusters to trip,
tell Mission Control
I’m losing my grip—
heading back Earthward
from apogee’s curse word
back to your gravity
from farther away
than I’d ever want to be

#vss365
December 13, 2025 at 9:32 AM
Reposted by Alex Oloriz
At the same time, it is absolutely vital, even without top-down support for motivated people to push forward, even if it is upstream.
December 12, 2025 at 9:04 PM
“Who among thee is worthy to be my #successor?”

“Ooh, ooh me! Pick me, pick me!”

“Thouest musteth be the noblest of nobles”

“Yes, yes! That’s me, that’s me! Oooh please!”

“And thouest must never ask to be chosen.”

“Aw shucks, really!? Well I just couldn’t wait to be king.”

#vss365
December 12, 2025 at 8:57 AM
“If you really want to hack something, set a metric for it and see what happens.”

#hacking #security #quotes
December 12, 2025 at 7:31 AM
An alliance of #defiance
Upholds the glass chin
In this, the sweet science
The blows, the buffets land
Trying to pummel it into sand
This frail thing finds sturdy reliance
with Queer street’s kith and kin
No longer waiting, returns the violence

#emoetry
December 12, 2025 at 5:48 AM
He sat cradling a #wisp of the flayed, nibbled-through power cord.

The mouse was totally fried.

He resolved to mourn the innocent creature rather than the lost pages of his term paper.

It is good to hit save from time to time lest you face permanent deletion by rodent teeth.

#blueskyrelay
December 12, 2025 at 4:59 AM
“Dad, what’s #illicit?”

He paused, filtering out the first things that came to mind.

“Uh, it’s something that we don’t do because it’s bad”

“So like stealing?”

“Yes, like stealing.”

“Mom! That’s illicit! Give me back my truck!”

He pondered. “Wait, where did you hear that word?”

#vss365
December 11, 2025 at 11:37 AM
The drive took about four hours. It was not scenic. At all.

We picked up sandwiches from a gas station diner. Didn’t know those still existed.

Pulled into the campground at dusk. There is no moon tonight.
It is the peak of the Geminids.

In a few hours these kids will be #bewitched.

#vss365
December 11, 2025 at 12:59 AM
“For the true competitor, there is no shame in the #consolation game! It’s one last chance to take the field before the season takes its bitter end. And while the result may be but a mote in annals of our of sport…”

“But coach, we’re in the champs.”

“Oh right, in that case, give ‘em hell”

#vss365
December 9, 2025 at 8:37 AM
The nightshift had its perks and loneliness did not sting.

It was slow, so he glanced at a torn copy of Vonnegut.

This story filled him with uncanny delight.

A bad beep.

He registered an odd spike on the monitor and uttered the most devastating two-word #soliloquy unknown to mankind.

#vss365
December 9, 2025 at 8:14 AM
The drive, unencrypted, still speckled with glass, revealed its contents.

Z. knew to look for P.M.

There was one folder that fit: Project #Magenta.

The folder had a single text file.

“This is what they’re afraid of?”

After reading, she understood why. This could change everything.

#vss365
December 7, 2025 at 5:01 PM
Something you would pick over a bagel.
Googly Eyed Rock The Simpsons GIF
Alt: A salesperson offers a googly eyed rock to a disinterested and tired passenger. Simpsons GIF: How about a googly-eyed rock?
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December 6, 2025 at 7:53 PM
Neil was an avid bird watcher. He admired the vibrant plumage of bluebirds, the agility of the swallow, the beat of the woodpecker.

Neil started eating bugs. His friends were alarmed.

When confronted one day about his entomonic tendencies, he said, “isn’t that the point of #augury?”

#vss365
December 6, 2025 at 9:33 AM
“Hey Tommy, what’s wrong?”

“Ugh, dinner was awful and now I’m undernourished. What to do?”

“Try #vespertine! It has 347 essential vitamins and nutrients to finish off your day!”

(Sip) “Oh gee! It’s delicious too”

Now kids, remember: Be sure to drink your #vespertine.

#vss365
December 4, 2025 at 1:00 PM
“Hey, did you hear about that new dinosaur they found?”

“No, I am not 10 years old.”

“Rude man. Funny they named it Chivalsaurus Rex.”

“Lame name.”

“They said it took so long because there were so many other dinosaurs around it.”

“Well, not a bad way to go out I guess”

#vss365 #chivalrous
December 3, 2025 at 11:19 AM
It is possible to receive it without receiving it.
It is possible to not receive it while receiving it.
A soft heart receives everything.
A hard heart receives nothing.
Or so it’s been said.

#mystery #BeKind and maybe receive in kind.
December 2, 2025 at 1:34 PM
Reposted by Alex Oloriz
Acorn stash
December 1, 2025 at 11:49 PM
Down by the banks of
The #aphotic depths
Where the Bullfrogs jump
Crushed by the pressure
With a hip
Hermetic creature
Soda pop
Hope in darkness
Went kerplop

#vss365
December 2, 2025 at 9:54 AM
As a child, I wondered where the me in the mirror went when I walked away.
With time, the wonder of this dimension faded away. Mere #reflection.

Now I wonder again. There is something to this reflection.
This morning, the me in a puddle, for a half second, looked away.

#vss365
November 26, 2025 at 1:21 PM
“But what can be achieved by doing nothing?”

“Nothing, and everything. There is no song without silence. There is plenty being done in the absence of #action. You don’t have to be doing something to do something”

“That makes no sense.”

“Sure it does! Now pass the remote”

#vss365
November 20, 2025 at 10:56 PM
Doused in feathery syrup,
Combing out tendrils of truth,
#Reality turns like the stubborn wheel of a shopping cart,
And blows on the dandelion of fiction.
To which I sneeze.

#vss365
November 19, 2025 at 1:51 AM
#Transport me down to the Elysian metropolis,
where the fields are verdant,
And the nymphs are alluring.
Oh prithee, (oh brother!)
#transport me home.

#vss365
November 16, 2025 at 1:46 AM
Reposted by Alex Oloriz
Weaver birds make a fake entrance in their nests as a clever defense tactic against predators while the real nest with eggs or chicks is hidden behind a secret entrance.
November 15, 2025 at 7:39 PM