Different Magazines I used to Write For

"I was born with an open wound, and colors pouring from it. Don't call me brave or a martyr; I'm just a woman who learned to love even in the midst of pain. I am a brush, I am a scream, I am broken flesh and a burning spirit. I paint myself because I am the only thing I know with fury, with tenderness. And if anyone doesn't like it, don't look at me, because I didn't come to fit in, I came to be."—Frida Kahlo

I write about myself, because I know myself best. And, no, I never fit in either. And, yes, anyone who gets any attention will get haters. But I share posts like this, because I also found support. To be honest, I push myself because of both.

In the 1990’s, I wrote for various publications such as Abrasax or for the International Guild of Sorcery and the International Guild of Advanced Sciences (it was a long time ago and I don’t remember all of them), which changed its name many times. I was experimenting with many facets of the occult and studied different traditions. As this was a long time ago, my writing as well as my focus have changed over the years, but here is a trip down memory lane.

I really had a lot of fun experimenting. As my followers on Substack might not be acquainted with the many areas I pursued over the years, I thought I’d share some of my older stuff from time to time. Just for fun. These days, I’m more interested in writing fiction, but back in the day, I had a lot of fun joining groups from backs of magazines and discovering what they were about. I guess I wanted to experience different avenues of the arcane and to see what I could produce from it. At first, I just used the name Syrinx, but after I joined a Thelemic group, I added the Soror.

There are many religions and philosophies out there. We don’t have to agree with or follow any or all of them, but it is important to recognize that we have the freedom to pursue our own Path, whatever that might be. And it is also really important to read about the many different cultures and practices of others. While there are those who find this sort of thing interesting, like me, there will always be others who will be up in arms because everyone doesn’t follow their religion or believe exactly as they do. How boring. There is nothing I can do or say for people like that. For those who are more daring, I'm sharing my journey and hope others are enjoying their own version. Keep it interesting.

Here is a look at one of the groups who had a magazine that I was a part of. They don’t exist anymore, but this magazine opened a whole new world to me, which I didn’t even know existed. What a dull world it would have been for me had I not. Now I see a place of wonders that never cease to amaze me as well as a human spirit that is capable of so much once it stops engaging in the crippling hate and fear that gets projected out there.

The Universe is vast and the Unknown awaits you.

I started studying Greek and Egyptian myths as well as magick. And then I wanted to see what I could pull from it. Some people kind of liked it. As most magazines like this didn’t survive over time, I put my old articles in my books in order to save them from getting lost. To my amazement, I saw a library saving the old issues of occult magazines, some of which I wrote for, and I thought, “Why are they reading or saving this kind of stuff?” Maybe it matters. Why? I’d like to ask them, though I have my own ideas. Humans create and destroy their own religions and philosophies over time. And maybe we can learn from them as well as what drives us in our search for our connection to the Divine. And, of course, we will never agree upon it, but we can study the different ways we have tried.

One magazine I wrote for was Abrasax as well as the group’s newsletter called The Philosopher’s Stone.

See my Substack called Furies for the full ritual. I always enjoyed trying to create rituals as if I lived in a different time period or how modern folks might perceive it.

These are just personal mementos that matter to me. Plus the fact that someone actually appreciated my strange creations.

I’m sure they belong in the past, but I enjoy reflecting on the various things I used to write about. Who knows? Maybe someone will still find it interesting or worth checking out for a moment.

The problem is that the more notice you get, the more hate you get, but also real love. You have to accept both. It is just the way of the world. and if people add more pain to your life, without even knowing you, it is just more fuel to work from. And that can be worth it.

On the contrary, wondrous things can emerge from it too….Make it interesting. That’s what I aim for.