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Being DJ Gersh (interview)

Today we met with another up and coming gem from Cape Town… One of the many members who aim to change the face of South Africa through creative and positive creativity. Using music as his source of inspiration while using remixed beats that make you feel the pulse of the Mother City.

 

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Name: Gershan Mars,

Aged: 19 years

Field: DJ

website: beingdjgersh.wordpress.com

facebook: Being DJGersh

facebook: DJ Gersh

whatsapp: +2784 445 1887

@Satec.org : So… first things first Mr Mars, how long have you been at it… Dj’ing?

@DJ Gersh : Five years, turning in for my sixth year.

@Satec.org : Who is your chosen muse for this inspired field of creativity?

@DJ Gersh : I’m inspired by DJ / Producer / Remixer “Prince Kaybe” along with my family, friends and supporters who’ve stood by me all these years.

@Satec.org : What are your goals over the next few years?

@DJ Gersh : Over the next few years, I want to become a Qualified Sound Engineer & Professional DJ.

@Satec.org : That’s great, when & where next can we see you in action?

@DJ Gersh : My next performance is on Saturday, 24 March 2018 at Wellington Stasie 6 …I’ll be releasing my latest mix on Easter Friday (Good Friday) via datafilehost & facebook/ whatsapp.

@Satec.org : What do you do in your Spare time?

@DJ Gersh : I use my spare time to work on my skills and sharpen it, because one can’t never be too good.

@Satec.org : Have you been on air before, radio?

@DJ Gersh : Yes, I’ve DJ’ed on Radio KC twice and recently also interviewed by them.

@Satec.org : You seem to be making a few good waves in your chosen field… If you could ask for anything that can help you in your pursuit of happiness, what would it be?

@DJ Gersh : For those who wish to support or promote me, I seek sponsorship, equipment and more opportunities to prove myself.

There you have it…. @Being DJGersh. If you’d like to know more, or just want to check out he’s next performance, feel free to contact Gershan.

Written by:

@WhetMaverick ( @Wayne_CT ) for @SATEC.org Youth

Blog Post…for SATEC org. FB page, 22 March 2018
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A first…for a roller out in the sticks :-)

Here today is my first real on-line post in what feels to be three, possibly four years…

Theres nothing particularly fascinating about it…. or life changing…just a small attempt at making a new years resolution perhaps. So over the passed few weeks I’ve attempted to keep writing a few entries tracking my day to day activities in the middle of nowhere.

60km outside Durban, South Africa… I send you notes from “out in the sticks” in the middle of a beautiful rural zulu community named Eskelikethlenhi, Inchanga, Ximba, Outer West Durban, South Africa. Sheesh thats a mouth full….

Without further ado, my life entries to you from RSA 🙂

 

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The Roller….

This is a document relating to the life and times of Wayne Moses, going by the alias of Whet Maverick.

A 36 year old “cape coloured” skater from South Africa, Cape Town… Cape Flats.

Having a somewhat sheltered/ privileged existence… born in the years of apartheid, having my family torn apart by the state/ government and in later years by myself. Have I unwittingly become a product of my environment?

These are my journal entries…. which will include whatsapp, email, social media (Later) communication… also random research which I pursued out of curiosity & the need to find solutions. Either way, I left everything behind to seek the truth of all which plagues my being. …From the near religious choice of monetary slavery to the pschycological tyranny of peoples drama, ego, vanity and so forth. In a sense to vent, rant, reason with myself so I may gain some insight of my experiences or overcome the stupidity of others. (in the wise words of Bob Marley, time will tell)

 

Below are a couple of images showing the walking distances I cover just to have a good road to skate downhill…

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….and the background image below is from the walking path named the Monteseel Mountain Trial which is approximately 60km outside of Durban City in a area named Inchanga. The app I was using to collect this data is called Samsung Health.SHealth_14_08_59_636

 

Where to start, I gues there’s no better time that the present… and I’ll work back from there…partly because certain issues are currently more pressing than others. And also due to my memory fading, whether from age, smoking weed, hitting my head against the road one to many times while skating or because the pain the circumstances/ experiences have caused me….the truth of my memory however is not from the above mentioned. It stems from my relentless pursuit/ search for love. Or at least that’s what I told myself at the age of 27.

Having many suitors, too many I’d say… although I’m not much to look at, I am my fathers son. Filled with charisma, charm and what a few of my ex-bosses call the gift of the gab. I have the ability to talk my way into and out of almost any situation I choose to be a part of, or influence. Getting back to the point though. I’m one of those people who have pursued love relentlessly, giving all I have, all I am in hope that my partner would do the same for me. Alas, life does not work like that, niether does love. My expectations of others was always high, sometimes too high. Doing things for them as I would for myself, holding high expectations of myself knowing that I will keep to them and not realising that those I love or loved would not see or hold to those same expectations.

The longest any of my relationships lasted was 3…maybe 4 years… three years, with my last serious partner, who I broke up with because she lied to me. And the one of 4 years because she was so straight forward, she broke up to me, giving me the ultimatum that she can either be honest, or truthful, but not both…. she was pretty smart, life smart and book smart.

Nonetheless it was due to a string of terrible choices of partners, or maybe a terribly poor judge of character that I ended up deciding to not hold onto the memories we shared…I actively chose to forget the beautiful moments we shared, because those moments were attached to agreements we made… They hurt so much that if I didn’t forget those moments, I would surely commit suicide. The depression was so painful, I could literally not speak for months on end. Only really being able to greet when greeted, say yes please, no thank you, ok, and goodbye…. purely out of respect or acknowledgment of the other persons presence.

So…today! Tooooo Dayyyy. I awoke late and chose to sleep in, fortunately because I only work three days a week, unfortunately because I spent all of yesterday walking from an area named botha’s hill to the place where I currently stay. Roughly I’d say felt like 50km of walking. Which is also kinda good because I’m currently having a step challenge with my cousin in Cape Town via an app called “S Health”….needless to say after yesterdays walk I’m way ahead in the challenge.

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#Fail on FNB or me totally OTT… not sure yet.

…Hi there,

 
…is the question: Rating your “FNB” overall service or only hers (Mabusi Radebe)…  when you need to consider that I had to go into a FNB branch over lunch time and wait for 20 minutes before being helped only to have a consultant struggle as much with my query as I did… After spending a total of 35 minutes of an additional day, added to my previous visits over the past week, I’ve literally met every one of the Woodstock staff face to face! (Three days at an average of an hour a day, to sort out previous errors created by P. Khanya on a straight forward business bank account.. all this repetition & lack of proper communication for what should be simple tasks, especially if you wish to attract more clients & business in general.) 
 
FNB’s in-house staff is very helpful, however when they struggle as much as the client does, to the point that they have to also contact your call centre which didn’t do a good job to initially set up the correct client information (aka, P. Khanya) and then ask me if another consultant doing the same job, gave me proper service? 
 
This won’t matter to me as a customer/ client, especially if I have to go into a bank more than four times in one week to gain proper access to a account that should have been easy to set up correctly from the start without all this hassle that has actually managed to persist from FNB over nearly the past year… as much apologies as I have received from the FNB staff and the institution as a whole, it still doesn’t change the fact that my time was wasted for a standard service required for any business to operate in the current economy given by your establishment. 
 
I haven’t managed to get any of my time or energy back, for any of this… If you wish to have my opinion on service or client/ customer relations, the problem wont be in the level of service but your abilities to efficiently execute and access information… no …after already repeating this message for the fifth time in yet another form (written communication) after verbally informing your front-line in-house consulting staff of this very level of service… don’t you think that the problem lies, not in your service delivery to the client but your in-house FNB staff communication?
 
…and now you wish to ask me once more in writing/ typing up all of this, thereby wasting even more of my time on something that shouldn’t even feature this much in my daily life, which may I remind you wastes even more of my time that you do not pay me for… but it’s compulsory of me to pay you for a service that feels this torturous is utter non-sense? This is disturbing and upsetting to say the least… this is what focus groups and think-tanks should actually be focusing on, that establishments like yourself should be asking them… not your paying customers or clients.
 
Right now I do not like FNB at all… considering all the hassle I’ve had to go through to merely gain access to a facility that should be straight forward, efficient and user friendly… However you have asked for it… so take the opportunity to please utilise what I have mentioned above as constructive criticism. I may not know much about banking but I have had sufficient exposure to various persons from various backgrounds etc. in business & customer service, to understand where various issues and operational running problems can be cleaned up, efficiently with a whole lot less fuss… and asking your clients one question like this doesn’t change what you have subjected them to as human beings… honestly.
 
Have a good day and I would like to thank the FNB Woodstock staff for having more patience with this testing period of interaction than I’ve had to endure, because of FNB’s inability to communicate efficiently in-house with regard to the customers issues & details… but then again, it’s their job, not mine. So ask them and listen to them too…
 
Should you have any queries regarding what I’ve said above, you may contact me on my mobile between 12h30 -13h00 on Mondays only. Alternatively you can request a telephonic appointment by email with a minimum of four days in advance, to the current date of initiated contact by email. 
 
 
Kind regards,

Wayne Moses


What would change the Present

I’m not reeally sure… I feel that there are many things that would change the present, however without presence how can the present ever be accepted and thus changed?


Rambled thoughts coupled with fresh notions I wish to explore…

An odd title for a blog post …but rather common nonetheless, considering that it’s all we seem to do these days… Ramble.

As much as I want to add an image to this post to make it more reader friendly, for sharing and SEO etc. How important is online interaction, sharing expressing and so on… When all it has allowed us the user to do is less of everything in reality, while allowing for so much investment and time into an interface that disconnects us in reality from those we would normally share, friend, interact and express things with? Instead we give all our thoughts, emotion, consent, energy and contributions to make it possible to continue… We all like using facebook, twitter, google and the many other social interactive sites but have you ever stopped to think of what happens to all that interaction? So yes, the data and various info gets sold by the various social sites to massive corporations and other private entities, governments etc. but for what purpose? To get us to by more? To express more? To give more? When in truth, we’ve been silenced!

If anything it has disconnected us more… not allowing us to see the first hand repercussions of enabling our inner most thoughts to be just that. It’s removed us from seeing the inequality, injustice and lack of empathy that take place in our communities… However at the same time we can not blame these social interfaces for this things, as it has informed us about a few of the “extreme” cases of social discourse too… like the rapes and maiming of innocent people, animals and may other things taking place throughout the world, so we may in part allow our voice to be heard… electronically to the very entities who’ll be purchasing this mass amount of data to lobby by-laws, enabling them to continue running this system we call capitalism… then imposing secrecy laws to protect us from ourselves… what bs

Malcom X once said, ” You can’t have capitalism without racism”

…And although this opens a whole new bag of junk, it still holds all the relevance, for me… but that’s mostly in part due to its true history which initiated connecting us all, whether by the act of enslaving or by indirect contribution of our very energies, emotions, sharing and so forth.

I may be drifting slightly from the point here, but I can’t help but hold a deep seeded sentiment of hatred to what this world and it’s beings have come to.  In saying this, I by no means exclude myself from this, however it doesn’t stop me from questioning the intentions of those we put in power to “govern” us because we are clearly to lazy and occupied to do so ourselves. And yet we do! It’s very sad that your possibilities & ideas become limited, if you don’t have money…

But what in itself is money? Well we all know what money does, how it’s made and what it’s used for… But have you ever considered that the very money you have in your pocket and bank account is the “Goods” that colonialists used to trade with natives back in the day when they first stepped foot on foreign land? These days they call it gift giving…lol… The very same goods that were deemed worthless in their own country of origin? Once you have managed to grasp that idea, I would ask why is it that we choose to continually support it?

A quote I recently discovered thanks to my brother was one by James Read,

“People who dismiss the unemployed and dependant as “parasites” fail to understand the economics of parasitism. A successful parasite is one that is not recognised by its host, one that can make its host work for it without appearing as a burden. Such is the ruling class in a capitalist society”

So what is it all for then? Once the ruling class has all the natural & rare mineral resources in their hands? Well it’s simple, they create circumstances that induce conflict… or you can just call it stock market crashes, wars, politics, poverty, mis-education or a tortuously long plan for ethnic cleansing. While making people willingly defile monuments of the own leaders while replacing it with one of their own… Sounds like the same old shit doesn’t it! But the truth of the matter is that you can’t re-invent the wheel, in the same way you can’t think outside the box if you never knew you were trapped in the box to begin with.

But all these are merely thoughts rambling through my head at the moment and even though I have found the solution many years ago… I too am too lazy to find the want to change it, so instead I just share its sentiments online while hiding in this prison I have created for myself…

If I had the opportunity, I would like to get a few people, enthusiasts and specialists together to create something more than this mere vicious cycle I call life… You might want to call this life the rat race… but I’m not a rat!

The people I would like to get together would consist of the following:

Mathematicians

Physics Scientists

Anthropologists

Inventors

Designers

Developers (Hardware & Software)

Programmers

Architectural Alchemists

…along with many  others who would like to see a possibility, of an under utilised resource being created and harnessed to redevelop, sustain, create something better than what money or any “trade goods” can offer… a future from this vicious cycle of life. There’s a huge range of ideas I have, however I do not know how to correctly execute them to make them a tangible reality. To whomever reads this… please note that none of this would be for that of financial or material gain, but to change and improve on the current world we live in today.

Many say that it’s the law of attraction… so why is it that we only choose to attract one side with such incredible efficiency? Victims, crime, poverty, despair and apathy, when all we give off everyday is hard work, love, care, dedication, commitment, consideration and respect etc.? Could it be from the very system we all support indirectly while allowing ourselves to get caught up in the poli-tricks  of it all?

I have the honour and privilege of my home, South Africa be the main cog in the lucrative history we have so aptly dubbed slavery… and yet it has seen two very prominent humanitarians grace its lands before after and during much hardship and bloodshed. So what does that make me? I would say it makes me a by-product of their actions and ideals, whilst knowing great strife and great futures to come… I’m but one that has yet to bare the fruits of their labours.

Magnetism is a great thing… it binds us all, in ways we can’t begin to imagine. Do I now stand on the precipice of evolution to decide the fate of thing yet to come?


…they say love makes the world go round

Well in a way, they are right… in a way! However if it’s love that makes the world go round, what would happen if everyone stopped loving?

While reflecting over my life and the lives of others I have had the privileged to love and be loved by… I’ve noticed something interesting. This word has become a commodity to be traded in today’s society. If you do not understand, why not check out how Valentines Day came into being, along with Christmas, Easter, New years day, Family dayDay of goodwill, various Bank holidaysYouth DayHeritage DayIndependence DayGuy Fawkes DayBoxing Day which is yet another celebrated bank holiday…

Most people are just happy with getting the day off to spend with family and friends after working like a slave to a system which only traps them more and more everyday… We now have incredible access to numerous resources, knowledge and fresh idea’s to openly speak to others about… Corporations have aptly dubbed this as “Social Media” while telling us to share and like and do… we have conveniently allowed it to replace the previously ordained Institutions and Media Juggernauts with what we deem as relevant, thus allowing further enslavement by the controlling powers that be…

But I don’t want this post to be about them… I would prefer that it be about us and everything we hold dear, like love 😀

How do I help when people I love are all suffering, when they are actually supposed to be enjoying this life that is so ridiculously short and pathetic, where every step you take forward only pushes you three steps back with you the on looker ending up worse off than when you started your sorry existence with no one else to blame but yourself for your current condition, all the while thinking… what and who have I wronged to deserve this painful life! I now know why I’m unable to amount to even half the man my father was. We cry, for love lost, not conditions or possible circumstances which hurt us… thus not acknowledging the actual root of the problem, so the truth reveals itself after you have looked passed it so many times. You only have yourself to blame, because as blissful as ignorance may make you, the rude awakening you’ll get once you discover the truth is only the start of torment you find in your life…

Back in the day when the conquering nations would enter a “new territory” they would trade goods, which were made up of useless trinkets and junk that wasn’t worth the sand it was put on… Is today any different? You work your ass off for money, money which is created by who? …no, not the country or it’s government… but banks, while they constantly rob the value of what you think is a honest living to offer you the very same useless trinkets they gave the once majestic countries they colonized and raped.

So if they say… love makes the world go round, why is it that their actions contradict? To what end will we allow this madness?


C24 Blog and News

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