January Giving

Posting this to acknowledge the generosity of my bosses and mentors Sarj & Nathan...

Thanks Nate for this...

And to Sarj who let me chose the tumbler from Starbucks 

Awesome, 'twas as if holidays are still around the corner.

-macdeuz (lifted from my iPhone)

Box app 2014

Just got this Box iOS app re downloaded and viola! I got a 50GB of free space.

Go hit the App Store to get yours!

Looks like Dropbox & Google Drive are instore for battle with BOX.

- macdeuz (lifted from my iPhone)

Of Gratitude 2014

There are things in life that are spontaneous. Gratitude and thoughts of gratefulness come in those moments when you receive gifts or when something's shared to you, especially unexpected ones.


Thanks to Arvin for the toolbox:

I'm grateful to Miks who shared this book:

and to JV who took the time and effort in sharing his chocolate products (may your business further flourish):

-macdeuz(photos lifted from my iPhone)

Salt

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Be a salt.

Be a light.

Don't forget to smile.

Simple, almost childlike in cadence—but packed with a wisdom that speaks across galaxies and generations.

Salt. So small. So ordinary. And yet, without it, even the richest stew tastes hollow.

"You are the salt of the earth," said Jesus in Matthew 5:13—a verse that, at a glance, sounds quaint. But in truth, it’s one of the greatest callings ever given to humankind.

To be salt… is to preserve what is good in a world slowly forgetting.

To heal, like salt on wounds—not always gentle, but always necessary.

To awaken dullness, to draw out flavor—in people, in conversations, in life itself.

Salt is humble. It dissolves to serve.

It disappears in the soup, but without it, the whole pot is pointless.

Salt does not seek praise. It seeks purpose.

Just like us, when we’re at our best.

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And what of light?

“You are the light of the world,” He said next.

Not a spotlight. Not a flash.

But a steady glow that helps others find their way.

Light doesn’t shout. It shines.

Even a flicker can shatter darkness.

Even a candle can warm a cold room.

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Be a salt.

Be a light.

And in between—don’t forget to smile.

For a smile is the bridge between salt and light.

A smile is the salt that seasons a heavy silence.

The light that softens a harsh moment.

It’s a small rebellion against bitterness, a gentle defiance of despair.

In this vast universe—spinning stars, roaring oceans, and celestial storms—salt and light seem laughably small.

But so are we.

And yet, the same hand that scattered galaxies asked us to be these very things.

So be the salt in someone’s bland day.

Be the light in someone’s long night.

And smile—because you carry the recipe of the universe inside you.

~Mac

If Walls (stranger, elusive you are)

I felt the tear drop

Telling me of the unsaid things

It's the un named sadness where sadness doesn’t belong,

Nor happiness can identify.

It's the grey thin line between the two

That neither can scope

I call not emptiness

Somewhere deeper, but not deep enough

I call not even boredom

Somewhere shallower but not close enough

I can't place it in words

It comes when everything is so still

It comes when the music of the past played

Suddenly bringing flashes of longing

But nowhere nor no one to long to

It's strange...

If only these walls can talk

They'd know what I'm telling you

But in words it can never paint the picture

Probably, sometime soon

It will come to me

Afterall, it's a journey to discover

~ macdeuz (lifted from my OneNote)

a dedication to someone beyond compare.