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This site is for the indie wiccan commun. to share experiences/poetry/spells and plan for the next solstice. Don't be afraid to want, to need, to desire. You can have anything you wish for if you will set up the proper cosmic patterns of cause and effect through the application of the power spells. We are currently looking for submissions!!

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March 11th, 2009
Wiccan Crow Adventure
by SPastic

Everyone has seen the movie, "the crow" it is a goth classic. In order to honor the beautiful crow, we went out to hunt them.
Part One
I picked Jerry up at the airport in Wichita Kansas and we were off and going down the road to our hunting destination. All we did was scout the first day lining up different spots for what ever way the wind blew.

Our first hunt was an afternoon shoot. We had a nice windy afternoon in which to hunt in. The wind was in the northwest at 20 to 30 mph and 58 degrees outside. We were in a river bottom out of the wind and started shooting by 1:30 pm. We shot 331 crows from 1:30 pm to 4:45 pm. Bob - 157 Jerry - 174

Our next two hunts were not that great, mainly because I missed the flyway two days in a row. Our second hunt we shot 87 between us. Bob - 43 Jerry - 44

On day 3 we shot 75 between us on an afternoon shoot. Bob - 38 Jerry - 37

On day 4 we shot 179 crows in the morning from 8:00 am to 10:45 am. Then picked up and went cruising in the pickup. The wind came to the northeast that afternoon at 25 to 30 mph. I just happened to have a good spot for that kind of wind. Jerry & I shot 246 crows that afternoon with a grand total of 425 for the day. Bob - 209 Jerry - 216

On day 5 we shot a feeding area in the morning but it turned out so good we stayed there until 4:30 that afternoon. We shot 404 crows from 8:00 am till 4:30 pm. It was beautiful out that day, 64 degrees with a west southwest wind of 10 mph. Bob - 211 Jerry - 193

We just scouted on day 6 because we had such a good shoot the day before. I wanted to check a few things out anyway.

On our final day I had an afternoon shoot lined up. The wind was in the northeast again so we got setup by 1:30 pm and shot until 5:00 pm that day. We shot 148 crows between us. Bob - 80 Jerry - 68

The grand total on our first trip was 1,470 crows. We burned some patchouli for the goddess.

Part Two
Jerry and I arrived in a new area because we wanted to make friends with some new crows. LOL.

The first afternoon I could see that things were setting up rather well. I got set up later than I should have for this shoot but I'm glad I did because I learned a lot as far as the crows movements go. We shot 194 crows from 3:30 pm to 6:00 pm This was before we set all the clocks back for fall. We had a nice northwest breeze of 10 to 15 mph and 45 degrees outside. Bob - 115 Jerry - 79

Day 2 - We shot 209 from 7:30 am to 10:30 am then went out in the afternoon and shot 118 from 3:30 pm to 6:00 pm. Total was 327 crows for the day. Bob - 173 Jerry - 154

Day 3 - We shot 91 crows. 45 degrees outside with a southwest breeze of 10 to 15 mph. I just missed the flyway that day! Bob - 54 Jerry - 37

Day 4 - We shot 157 crows from 2:00 pm to 5:45 pm that day. Wind southwest at 5 to 10 mph. Bob - 85 Jerry - 72

Day 5 - We shot 254 crows from 12:30 pm to 6:00 pm. Wind - northeast at 25 to 30 mph 42 degrees out. Jerry and I had to drive way back into this guys ground. I told Jerry I was going to use the circle irrigation to get us outta there after dark, boy was I wrong on that one. When Jerry and I got all the gear back in the truck after the shoot it was just about dark outside. I followed the irrigation with my headlights but didn't know the damn irrigation had moved since we started shooting at noon time! The corn was all picked so I figured there was no need to irrigate, wrong again on my part! I was heading northeast instead of south in order to get out of that god forsaken spot. I told Jerry "we are not going right" Jerry said "don't get excited Bob". I said "I sure don't want to sleep in the truck tonight!" So I cranked the 4x4 around and put her on a due south heading and we finally made it out and hit the main road. This adds a little spice to life when you are lost in the dark! The things we get into just to hunt crows! Bob - 134 Jerry - 120

Day 6 - We had a great field hunt. We shot 324 crows from 11:30 am to 5:30 pm. Wind southwest 10 to 20 mph and 40 degrees outside. This was the shoot with me holding the 7 gallon bucket of empty hulls. Bob - 166 Jerry - 158

Grand total came to 3,584 crows on 16 shoots.

Bob - 1,872 Jerry - 1,712

This is the most crows I ever shot on a crow safari. This is most definitely a hunt that Jerry and I will remember for the rest of our life.

October 13th, 2008
Palin Election Merchandise
by SPastic
As goth wiccan feminsits, we here at Torontowicca of course support Sarah Palin. We have come up with our own unique design for election wear and are now bringing it to you through cafepress! Here is our great design:
Please note that we support all moustached women (true wiccans)
Get your election 08 Palin merchandise here: http://www.cafepress.com/torontowicca
Thongs coming soon!!!

September 14th, 2008
torontoindie death
by SPastic
It is with great sadness that we mourmn the hiatus of our ferinds at TORONTOINDIE>COM. They have been an nspiartion to us her for a long time now. Our good friend lidia has provided us with many powerful vials of menses for spells.
Death is the last life passage each of us will experience. Wiccans view death as a natural part of life. Often some sort of reincarnation is a part of each individual's beliefs. As a Pagan or Wiccan, we honor the dead every Samhain (October 31st), which is also the Celtic New Year. One Samhain tradition is to prepare a special feast, incorporating foods from your family’s heritage or favorites of the deceased. The spirits of the dead can then invited to dine with you by setting an extra place at the table. My scalp is horribly sensitive, and bleach and hair dye burn it to death. I get sores on the top of my head, and I am sure this is far from healthy. I would have given up tampering with my hair after all the pain I’ve gone through, but I really cannot do without my shiny raven hair and brilliant purple bangs. Do you know if there is anything I can do to keep from damaging my scalp so badly each time I re-dye and bleach? Are there any alternatives to achieving color without the sores? I’d be so very grateful for any advice you can offer. If not, I thank you for taking the time to read this all the same. When we received this e-mail, we asked professional hair dresser, regular Morbid Outlook contributor, and all-around Gothic Hair Goddess, Kylie Martin, for advice. She wrote: “I want to ask a little more about these sores; is this recent or has this been the way for a long time? Do you do the colour yourself? “If they are small, pinky/red and itchy, then overall they will heal (providing you leave them alone) and let you re-dye your hair. Treat with aloe vera or honey as these are great on cuts and scrapes or other small open wounds. It’s important you let these sores heal before you dye each time lest you make matters worse. Too late? If they are very red, inflamed and starting or threatening to pus, then seek medical advice immediately and do not re-dye your hair until your general practitioner gives you the all clear. “If you do the colour at home I suspect from your e-mail you are either: 1- Bleaching your entire head before dying (this works well for ‘roughing up’ very limp hair), or 2 - using a very strong peroxide when you bleach your hair.. As a Pagan or Wiccan, we honor the dead every Samhain (October 31st), which is also the Celtic New Year. One Samhain tradition is to prepare a special feast, incorporating foods from your family’s heritage or favorites of the deceased. The spirits of the dead can then invited to dine with you by setting an extra place at the table.

My scalp is horribly sensitive, and bleach and hair dye burn it to death. I get sores on the top of my head, and I am sure this is far from healthy. I would have given up tampering with my hair after all the pain I’ve gone through, but I really cannot do without my shiny raven hair and brilliant purple bangs. Do you know if there is anything I can do to keep from damaging my scalp so badly each time I re-dye and bleach? Are there any alternatives to achieving color without the sores? I’d be so very grateful for any advice you can offer. If not, I thank you for taking the time to read this all the same.

When we received this e-mail, we asked professional hair dresser, regular Morbid Outlook contributor, and all-around Gothic Hair Goddess, Kylie Martin, for advice. She wrote:
“I want to ask a little more about these sores; is this recent or has this been the way for a long time? Do you do the colour yourself?
“If they are small, pinky/red and itchy, then overall they will heal (providing you leave them alone) and let you re-dye your hair. Treat with aloe vera or honey as these are great on cuts and scrapes or other small open wounds. It’s important you let these sores heal before you dye each time lest you make matters worse. Too late? If they are very red, inflamed and starting or threatening to pus, then seek medical advice immediately and do not re-dye your hair until your general practitioner gives you the all clear.
“If you do the colour at home I suspect from your e-mail you are either: 1- Bleaching your entire head before dying (this works well for ‘roughing up’ very limp hair), or 2 - using a very strong peroxide when you bleach your hair.
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September 14th, 2008
good work done by our friend sin chicago
by Oblio
WHEN: Saturday, Sept. 20 at 2 PM
WHERE: Student Center East 315


Also known as Mabon, autumn is the second time of the year that light and dark are equal. Now we move to increased darkness and cold, and prepare for winter. It is the final harvest, and we give thanks for the year's abundance. This is a time to give thanks and solemnly acknowledge that harder times are imminent. We appeal to the Lord and Lady to protect us during these times, and thank them for that which they provide for us. In light of this, admission will be a canned good which we will donate to the Greater Chicago Food Depository. This includes non-perishable foods, such as:

-Canned beans
-Canned meat/tuna
-Jelly
-Pasta
-Rice
-Cereal
-Peanut butter
-Soup
-NO GLASS!

For more information, please see the Great Chicago Food Depository's website (http://www.chicagosfoodbank.org).

We will be following the Mabon ritual from Buckland's Complete Book of Witchcraft. Lines will be distributed before we begin. Though these need not be memorized, expect to have an active role!

To get to room 315, go to the second floor of Student Center East. Take the elevators across from the Montgomery Ward to the third floor and go to the left. Signs will be posted.

Any questions can be sent to societyofseekers@gmail.com.

August 7th, 2008
Lughnasadh celebration products
by Oblio
On August 1st we welcome the harvest with the Lughnasadh celebration. On this day we honour Lugh, the Celtic craftsman god. It is a difficult time for us Wiccans to express our sexuality as we busily ready for the long plow and mill season. Lugh had given his life to mastering all trades but remained unfamiliar with those of the fertile seasons. A great famine ensued for many bushels went unmilled as Lugh searched the earthly realm for a great master. He spent many years searching until one day she manifested before him. Her name was The Nice Jewish Psychic (http://www.nicejewishpsychic.com/) and she had an assortment of products to help Lugh sow his seeds.
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These human derived pheromones are 1000 times stronger than any other pheromones available at the Chetwynd Medieval market. Available as a 10ml roll-top bottle, we guarantee that the wearer will become more confident as her mood enhances. She will become more aware, aroused and inviting. This Lughnasadh, leave the tension behind, rediscover the dark foreboding romance and courtship of old. Also available in a gift bag.

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This state of the art cologne contains the all-new proprietary formula of the 3 pheromones found in the inner-most crevice of your prostate. Released only when plowing, a few drops of this, never before used in perfumery, formula will make the sexual attracting power of plowing potent well into the evening. We guarantee 10mg of pheromone in every bottle! The fragrance is also fantastic! Chikara isn't just the next step in pheromone technology, it's next level!

Note from Webmistress spastic: sorry all for the delay in getting this up (not in time for Lughnasadh :( )

May 13th, 2008
GUESTBOOK ENTRY REVIEW
by Spastic
Topic: This Site

Comments: Well the first thing i wish to say is does anyone who posted any messages in this guestbook know how to spell correctly? Second thing i wish to ask, is this really a Coven? or Commune? or is this a joke that makes every other person who has the tittle of wiccan look like a joke? please shed some light on this for me... anyone.

just about everything i have read on this site is wrong, its like you know nothing of Magick. the only thing that is conclusive with magick in this whole site is one point where someone said "the maid, the mother and the crone". do you even know is the wiccan seasons? just for the record we are in Bieltan right now and it is for the honoring of life.

i really hope you can help me understand just what your doing here because i have no idea, to me this more like a holistic cult then a wiccan coven. i meen wiccan is derived from the Gaelic and Pagan traditions and a wiccan greeting is more like "Straed Mila Faulter" (that is spelt they way it is pronounced, not the way it is spelt because you cannot translate Gealic on a ENGLISH keyboard) not the "OIP TEAA PDOCE".... i meen what language is that? it sounds more native American the wiccan to me.

and the last thing, if you think i am just some radom person that has stumbled across you site you are wrong. i am a high Merlin to the International Pagan and Wiccan society. i was asked to have a look at this by my Master Peer. i do not want to sound confronting about this but you really have got it abit backwards. i will come back to this site in the next coming weeks to see if someone has hopefully replyed to this post.

Ave and Good Blessing

Zeeten Astaroth Gevaudan
Doc.DRCC/ Master to the Order of the Magi
E-mail: decayed_synapse@hotmail.com


MY RESPONSE:

SO much light has been shed from the Goddess upon reading thies entry!wicca is based on the earth and thanking the earth for what it has given us We're all born pagan, we have to be taught religion and hatred. While anything claiming to be historical is doubtful, the fact that we explain the word this way tells us a lot about Wicca - that its essence is transformation.

Magick is not only real, it's the only thing that is! Wicca magick is just one form of the mysterious and infinite Creative Power of the Universe.

Life is full of real magick. But we've been trained not to notice it, even when it's right in front of our noses. Torontowicca can bring u this magick. Waht do u desrie? U can have it! Jus concentrate! Making magick is your birthright - a personal gift from the Divine. Learn how magick works and how to work magick, and nothing can stop you from creating the life you dream of.

Wicca Magick is like spiritual aerobics . . . All that bending really gets you in good spiritual shape! Some ppl are doubters and think wicca is a joke. I found this:

"It’s almost like this Wicca shit doesn’t even work. I’ve spent so much money on goddamned candles and incense and all other kind of whatnot. The worst was the dagger and silver plates, not cheap. Not to mention the cuts and other injuries sustained from sacrificing cats and shit. I just don’t undertand, I got all the instructions from one of those girls who dyes her hair black and listens to metal. I mean, she would know right?"

OK first of all torontowicca is not like this. We provide spiritual information for the commun. and are not telling people to buy candles and things because they c an go to Michael's for that. We at torontowicca are just trying our best to pass on the best of wicca to yoU!!

April 3rd, 2008
Resto Monastiraki
by Oblio
Everyone knows Billy Mavreas, owner of "Wacky Knick Knacks". For years Wacky Knick Knacks has been a haven for the Wiccan shopper. But great deals don't come without a price. Our stomachs rumble as we search through crates of amulets and potions alike. This is no spell, or is it? Fortunately, Wacky Knick Knacks has expanded, adding another floor to their already spacious storefront. Marking the 15th anniversary of celebrated author, Scott Cunningham's death, Resto Monastiraki opened its doors and Toronto Wicca was there. Resto Monastiraki is a fresh new space for the dualist or pantheist alike. Adorning the white stucco walls are beautiful green vines, whose presence, Mr. Mavreas informed us, ensures fertility in the garden. And oh what a garden. Our table was surrounded by a wide variety of potted plants that offered stunning contrast to the restaurant's simple blue and white colour scheme. Fortunately, we were seated near the altar where our host held a chalice of medium-body red wine whose silky texture represented the fair skin of our beloved Goddess. It was not all pleasantries, deep in our hearts we knew that the chalice contents also symbolize the blood of the Slain God after his death. After almsgiving, our friendly waiter, George, took our order. First to arrive was a flavourful and colourful salad – tomatoes, onions, red peppers, green peppers, kalamata olives, feta cheese! I gave many thanks to our generous goddess despite the slimy pink tomato no real tomato lover would eat. Just as we finished off our salads, an appetizer platter of mythic proportions was set before us. This generous hot appetizer platter had many of our favourite treats. Before us were tiny fish smelts, cubed pork sausage, grilled octopus, artichoke hearts and a generous portion of the Mavreas family tzaziki with a side of freshly baked pita bread. It was simply divine.

Suddenly I heard music. I wondered aloud it if I should order another goblet of wine but my lover kindly informed me that the show was about to start. This surprised me, I had no idea this space also had a music venue on the third floor! Sadly this distracted us from the top quality fish selection but it was now time to do coke.

Resto Monastiraki is a delightful addition to our commun. It is a safe and delicious place to practice our ways and we are very fortunate to have it.

March 8th, 2008
Anuus
by Spastic
Goddess Erath Mother works in many ways blessing us. Sage oil is a good remedy for menstrual cramps. Here we see a wiccan root vegetable, proof that our spells work. SUCH A MIRCALE!!!

February 23rd, 2008
Review of the Lunar Eclipse (MAGick) and love advice!!
by Spastic
From a magikal perspective, a lunar eclipse is a time when the moon, the sun, and the earth are all in perfect alignment. Our commun. sits between these two great sweaty bodies, and we feel the pull of the moon on one side (rectal), with the warmth of the sun on the other (vaginal). In some traditions, this phenomenon is considered to be representative of the Goddess in all three forms - the maiden, the mother, and the crone. Regardless, it's a time when everything just falls into place, so any sort of magical workings are fair game during a lunar eclipse.

The lunation


LOVE ADIVCES
Have you ever been touched by the healing powers of love?
This is Chris:

He is a VRY powerful transgendered wikcan tarot reader and he has contributed this spell for your personal pelasures!!
Most witches follow the Wiccan Rede, which can be summed up with its final line, "an it harm none, do what ye will". In modern day lingo, this translates to "refrain from doing anything that hurts someone else".
Many also believe in the threefold law, ie that your works come back to you three times stronger. This works for good and malice, so think carefully about the magick you do!

A Spell to Bring a Lover into your Life
This is best performed outside!
You will need:
1 red candle
Your favourite essential oil
A heatproof container (like a cauldron)
A pen or quill and menses
A piece of paper
Anoint the candle (rub the candle allover) with a few drops of the essential oil.

Write a list of all the qualities that you want in a lover and companion. Be thoughtful about this process! Take your time and determine what you really want!

Now fold the list carefully.
Light the candle, and say three times:
With these words this spell I sow
Bring the love I've yet to know
This note will draw him* to my glow,
With secrets only witches know
I state my wish and let it go
As I will, it shall be so!


*or her!
Now burn the note in the heatproof container.
Carry on living as your new lover finds their way to you!
This is Bert:

Bert has found his true love using these many wiccan spells!! He doesn't cut himself anymore!

January 26th, 2008
Internet Love
by Oblio
For years I've grown humoungous. At first my self-esteem was high and I was proud of who I was. Ovar the years I growed isolated. I knew I was beautiful but my knees became vary weak until one day, one fateful day while watching food network, it came to me that I had much to be thankful for. I made my way outside to the sacred myrtle-tree where I chanted and danced in tribute to Aphrodite's blessings ovar me. I was so overcummed with passion that I forgot my cane and my knees collapsed like the great tree of Yggdrasil. I was immobile from that day forward and slowly I grew far from the goddess and I fell into a pit of despair. The great feast of yule celebrated at the festival of lights (kensington market) marked my reemergence from my isolation. It was with support of the commun (mostly crushkill) that I arrised and experienced the love of my friends and the goddess' toche. With special thanks to spastic and crushkill, I Was encouraged to find true love on the internet.I have many suitors. PLz friends help me pick my eternal lover. I need the commun more than ever. help me rise. help me feel strong again!



From : Tas Yxx xxxx@hotmail.com
Sent : Sunday, January 13, 2008 1:09 PM
Saw your ad on cl,and why do you have to be so fckn stupid to talk like that? grow up man!




From : Wonder
Sent : Sunday, January 13, 2008 12:44 PM
Subject : u r incredibly funny! reading yr info there is pretty much fun!


hey,
u r incredibly funny! reading yr info there is pretty much fun! chinese woman goes to u.s to find a man, u come t o china to find a man! haha... 'don't even think of meeting me without one on. ' haha.. i never plan to wear one! :-b but i do have a job and also a cell. haha... anyway, love yr sense of humor! tell me more about u... get my info here www.myspace.com/young_wonder
xxx
Wonder




From : joshua
Sent : Sunday, January 13, 2008 1:54 PM
Subject : hi, this is joshua from beijing china

how are you would love to know u more this is joshua from beijing, china, u can get my profile at www.gayromeo.com/joshua_gb hope i can hear from you soon cheers


From :
Sent : Monday, January 14, 2008 12:19 PM
Subject : Boy from Beijing


Hi! I am a boy in Beijing,22yo,176cm,68kg,have some muscle now. my phone No. is 138108xxxxx, I prefer mature like you, maybe we have some chemistry
Jeff






From : jeff vxx
Sent : Tuesday, January 15, 2008 8:03 PM
Subject : hi from shenzhen china


hello check me there http://guangzhou.craigslist.com.cn/m4m/503110136.html


From :
Sent : Wednesday, January 16, 2008 9:39 AM
Subject : Fw:shanghai student


24 student , chinese 57kg and 172 tall ,handsome£¬ tel: 13482xxx071 msn£ºnileaustine@hotmail.com u can see me by camera




From : jason <2w10sxxxx@gmail.com>
Sent : Thursday, January 17, 2008 10:56 PM
Subject : HI


Hi, it is nice to meet you , I am a Chinese, but I am in USA now, I 'd like to be your friend, may be we can help each other. you look like my friend ( USA ).How long will you stay in China ? would you like me call you. I can you fron here ( usa ) the rate is very good, let me know if you want be my friend and ...


From : land
Sent : Tuesday, January 22, 2008 1:00 PM
Subject : hi nice to know you Jason.
Hi, I am a Chinese guy, 29 years old. Peter 1391008xxxx


From : TA
Sent : Wednesday, January 23, 2008 9:38 AM
Subject : you people


Saw your add in CL today. All I want to say is what an ass-wiping ass hole you are!! You People

From : justice gagoxxxxx
Sent : Thursday, January 24, 2008 2:33 PM
Subject : me n u


hi, i can replace hi if you want me to ok?


From : Ming
Sent : Friday, January 25, 2008 10:27 AM
Subject : Hi,it's Xiaoming here


Hello, I saw u on craigslist,so I send u this email with my pic. It's Xiaoming here. I'm a 20 (actually I'm turning to 21 in Feb.)year old chinese male(I use this word male because I'm neither a boy nor a man,well,am a little bit matured than boy but still too young to be a man,so I should be in the middle of the two,that is why I pick up the word 'male'.) Caucasians have always attracted me from all kind of ways,and I would love to make friends with you first.who knows what will happen. here 's my pic attached,give me a reply if you are interested. Best wishes to you. Xiaoming


From : Ming
Sent : Friday, January 25, 2008 10:28 AM
To : pers-537406210@craigslist.org
Subject : Xiaoming's Pic


Sorry,forget to attach my pic.here it is.

January 23rd, 2008
GIFS
by Spastic
Another FANTASTIC gif by Online Porke!!! (PLZ note dripping blood and OCAD in back).

January 8th, 2008
A New Year
by Spastic
Hello frniends! Sorry for not updating over the holidays but I was away at a crystal healing conference. I have GREAT news though, this year we will have VRY exciting new wicca excursions. We start off the year with A loevley new animated gif by our frind ONLINE POKER (tha nks fneined!) :

December 4th, 2007
A Yule Tyme Greeting Poem
by MingDynasty
In the coolest of seasons,
Brrrr, chilly, cold and true,
Come gather around the great ashen faggot (old word, not intolerant),
And suckle upon the breasted tit of Yule,

For here, long after the Samhain ravens have cawed and flown,
We roast and toast,
Let moonbeams fly,
Let honey mead pour and overflow from our hollow horns,
For today is a magic day,
Truly friends!
For today is Yule, the greatest of all great days.

As we light the great ashen faggot,
And sing praise to the woodland folk,
The seas, the breeze, the bees and the trees,
Let us remember our fallen comrades,
Who have died in times long ago,
In fields of blood and battle,
Where sharp axes decapitated head from body,
And loosed limbs from really scared people,
Begging for death.

Let us dance and remember,
Those who slowly rotted away, festering and decomposing,
Back into the ground that birthed them.
As their lifeblood congeals,
As their bodies bloat and eventually burst, spreading forth unimaginable filth,
Fecal, bile and maggoty.

As their skin withers under the sun, becomes leathery and unrecognizable,
As if to fool the eye into thinking that this abysmally disgusting and foul, lifeless mess,
Was once a friend among us,
Let us be cheerful and happy, and drink and forget about them.


When then, these corpses that we no longer care about,
Have become carrion, and are picked clean of all semblance of normalcy and dignified death,
And when a thousand flies have laid ten thousand larvae inside the grayed organs that were once pink and robust,
And when tarantulas and worms have made cozy homes in their hollowed-out skulls,
And their eyes have become small, opaque raisins,
And their feet have become purpled and deformed,
And their souls have been thrown forth to burn in the white-hot flames
Of crazy Wicca hell,
Then let’s all enjoy a nice meal, and carve the Yule goose,
And eat sweetbreads from the boar’s head,
And take turns not bathing, or brushing our teeth,
Or even thinking about using deodorant.
When all this has completed itselves, then we shall be a Yule.

December 2nd, 2007
WICCAN YULETIME XMAS GIFT IDEAS!!
by Spastic
At the behest of dylan, forefather of our commun., I am updating thies site. dylan must be obeyed at all times, lest we suffer the wrath of a beardless commun.! So, I bring you an article on the upcoming solstice!!!!

One of the eight Sabbats of Witchcraft, this season, known as Yule, the great annual festival of Saturn, the Saturnalia, of Pagan Rome, Dies Natalis Solis Invicti of the Mithras cult, the Winter Solstice is a sacred time in the Pagan calendar. But what does it mean and how is it celebrated?

Why do we hang up mistletoe and holy, and decorate pine trees? Do you know what divination spells are traditionally cast at this time of year, or how to test for true love? Do you know how to read the winter solstice omens, cast a Christmas Pudding wishing spell, or protect your home against evil spirits?

Soon you and other wiccans will know thies!!! I have collected some wiccan gift ideases to help enlightene you in this season!!!

Wiccan gift ideas:

1. dig valuable antiques. Wiccans love antiques esp. dirty ones, so go excavate a garbage dump and find some old bottles for them: Dumpdiggers

2. Men who look like old lesbians. As a feminist wiccan, I hate men of course. However, I may be persuaded to be more accepting (as earth sprit gaeia would want) if the men looked like really butch women: Menwholooklikeoldlesbians

3. Candles. preferably in various colors--totally obv. Candle colors mean different things and are used for different things. Along with the candles, to make the gift extra special, you can also buy some candleholders. Candleholders come in all sorts of styles, shapes and colors, so go wild! (who knew thies? it took much researhc!!!).

4. A spirit guide. many wicxcan have spirrit guides, esp. in the form of dogs. These guides often found by people who do energy work, such as Reiki. A ascended master who appears as a spirit guide is often a being that led a physical life and has moved on to a higher spiritual plane -- for example, Buddha, Krishna, even Jesus. Imagine what a great gift a jesus dog spirit guido would make!

5. Christmas pudding. Did you know making theis pudding is a wiccan tradition? Did you know Bill Cosby is actually a wiccan (black magik LOL) and that is how puddin pops were invented!?!?! Make a runny concoction from the 14th century, of meat, spices, dried fruit and wine, boiled in a greased bag!! Read about this and other deliciouse recipes and traditions here: Christmas Puddin 101

6. Robes/Cloaks. Whether you need these cloaks for renaissance festivals, a wedding, gathering, a ritual, vampire or just to be your magical self you have come to the right place! Our cloaks are truly fantastic.

7. Stones/Crystals Crystals have a life energy of their own. They are living in some manner of the word as they slowly grow in clusters. They are part of the Mineral Kingdom Most are grown in nature. Some that are synthetically produced. Crystals vibrate to their own frequency (VRY IMPT!!!!!!!!). The frequency they send out will determine which crystal you will chose at a certain point in your life. You do chose different crystals as your needs change. Many crystals are as old as our planet. Some people think of them as Record Keepers of the planet.

8. The keeper. The Keeper is a small soft rubber cup which is both comfortable and resuable. It is worn internally and collects the menstrual fluid, simply empty the contents and re-insert. Many wiccans need to save thies mesnes for spells and as donations to torontoindie.com. Menses have many special powers (vary indie ones!). Donations of menses can be made to torontoindie.com by emailing lidia@torontoindie.com. Please store the menses from your keeper in a vial in your freezer to preserve freshness.

9. Newmindspace rave party: . As nearly all wiccans are RLLY into raving, this is the perfect gift. Pay the $20 for your wiccan frinend to ride the streetcar. THEY WILL LOVE IT--many have never done thies. This event is at the forefront of the indie wiccan commun. PS> Eskimo is actually an acceptable term to describe arctic aboriginal people. Also, "eskimo pie" is a very acceptable term for the feces of said people.

Novmeber 5th, 2007
an intrpsective tyme
by Spastic
Yes olde ones, Samhain has passed! Let us relax in our instropection. Here is a poem for corrible:
Olde Ones, Deare Ones, Standing Stones
Ancient time piece, ancient thrones
From Solstice to Solstice and all in between
Beloved King joins beloved Queen.


Olde Ones, Deare Ones, to the North
Hear us now, please do come forth.


Olde Ones, Deare Ones, to the East
Join us now, please share our feast.


Old Ones, Dear Ones, to the South
Share our piss, mouth to mouth.


Olde Ones, Deare Ones, to the West
Be one with us, oh sacred guest.


Standing Stones from times of Olde
Ancient witness to secrets untold.
Throughout time, we've come, we've passed
But your Circle endures and lasts.

October 29, 2007
torontoindie annviersary party
by Spastic
Toronto wicca was proud to donate a lovely giftbasket to the toronto indie 2nd anniversary gala:

I arrived before the festivities began, and it looked to be a wiccan friendly event. If any animals were suffering ill health, then Lidia would spit on them to try to ward off any evil spirits that may take them. The veil between the world of the living and the world of the dead is thinner than usual at this time of year, being that the God is within the Goddess, who is still part of the world of the living. This is a reminder that the two realms are not as separate as they seem to be. I could tell it would be a magickal night.
I went off to perform some ritual incantations before the event began, and burn black candles are used to ward off negative energies. Unfortunatley, the spirits of evil overcame me at approx. 11:15pm and I was unalbel to escape their clutches to attend this event. Then, from the dark silence comes whisperings of new beginnings, the stirring of the seed below the ground, and i was born anew for Samhain!!
SAMHAIN IS COMING SOON!!! STAY TUNED FOR FULL COVERAGE!!!

October 24, 2007
ANTHONY BOURDAIN!!
by Oblio

Famous chef, bacon lover, WICCAN!!!!!!!!!!!!

October 23, 2007
Devil Worhsip: the new black
by Spastic
As samhain nears olde friniends we are reminded of how fashionable and mainstream wicca has become:http://jezebel.com/gossip/maghag/french-vogue-devil-worship-is-the-new-black-302809.php
Let us adhere to the olde ways and not let this recent publicity corrupt our bond with the goddess!!

October 13, 2007
Bryte New Tymes
by Gorem Ruenbald
mabon has passed
governed by the great goddess and the horned beast
we have begun the forray into the yule
ruana, hark, hear us
upon a hearth may you dance with your consort,
the forest deity trotting
with eternal air and fire
the law of threefold return will bequeath proper order
into the spheres of the plane on which we reside
festive goddess aura
within you we find solstice during times of otekghau
the maiden in whitch you bestow your aether
dwells in our hearts
crone of the shadow text
we entrust you with our spirit
creature of flora a fauna, the moon is our path
the lance of furhertbauld, the great athame of Rhlangksturo
during the skylcad harvest protect us
in times of obscurity, secrecy, distress
the sun has shone on us for scores of millenia
the yule appraoches

October 11, 2007
A Reviewe of Thee City of Cornwall
by Dylion
The ancient city of Cornwall (or "Kɔrhynwəl"in the old dialect) is an important site for all Wiccans living in Ontario. As one of the Five Pointes in the Pent-ario-gram of Odin, it is considered both a site of grate power and deep, preternatural wisdom. Some say that the all-powerful coven of muses known as "Thee Barstool Prophets" drew much of their secretive magick prowess from living on the shores of the Mystical Cornwall Seaway.

My quest to traverse the fabled lands of Cornwall was beset with many obstacles. Fearing a disturbance in the continuum of Wee'iagh forces, a cursed phalanx of steely metal beasts was sent by powerful mages to bar my passage from the east for many hours. With little else in my arsenal, I cast a spell of patience and in time, the quiet peacitude that which emanated from whenceforth myself dissipated these haggard minions of (whom I can only assume to be the dark, blighted figure of) Shagheilth.

I arrived nigh the witching hour with much trepidation. Yet this trepidation was mixed with a sense of the brute power of raw Kɔrhynwəllian magick. I received a transmission from a colleague of the Forces of TORR, guiding me into the beating heart of this twisted city. I wandered bravely amongst the buildings that dotted the landscape. Upon further examination, I surmised that a powerful wizard had visited this metropolis and laid down an enchantment upon these buildings, wrapping them in a strange, unearthly, corrugated metal skin. I shuddered with an uneasy awe and these terrible, wonderful monstrosities.

I sidled along the side of the Dark Coven Meeting Ground known as "Lola's", but found fear in my heart - such that entry would prove to be impossible. Thus, I continued down the Pitt Valley, finding a merely pagan venue within which to enjoy a thin mead and a small plate of miscellaneous peasant fare.

I was then joined by a powerful paladin from my TORR brood - an amicable wiccan who would act as my guide for the rest of the evening. Engaging her chariot, we wound our way through a twisted gnarl of intersecting forest paths in search of landmarks and clues to the magickal hystery of this hallowed land. Assorted Training Guilds and blasphemous churches flew by our side as we eventually found our way out of the labyrinth of black-topped passages and out into the forest of DAMM, in search of DYCKE himself, The Keeper of the Water. The importance of this trustee of the natural forces is such that approaching him is often a struggle of epic proportions. Alas, no sooner had we approached the lair of DYCKE than an armed sentry approached us with a grave proclamation. "Thou shalt not pass under the auspices of night," he said ominously. The fear he had cast upon our souls was very grate and he quickly marched off into the shadows, in search of other interlopers.

My companion and I retreated, but were ever fortified in our determination to seek out the lair of DYCKE. Through much twisting and winding through the cloven paths of backwoods Cornwall, we eventually found our way to a glen of flora that backed upon the god's chamber. As we approached the glen, the darkened watchtower suddenly sprung into a bright and blazing bonfire. Thinking we had been spotted, my guide and I stopped in our tracks. Yet no guards issued forth from the tower and - just as quickly as the fire had ignited - the fire extinguished itself. This was a truly thaumaturgic watchtower, set to take lesser paladins by surprise. Laughing at this feeble attempt at protection, we jauntily made our way to the great fortress of DYCKE. From a vantage point high atop the fortress, the weirding ways of Cornwall were splayed in front of us in all of their glory. Of particular note was an alien city, which cast a bright green glow upon the horizon in a terrifying display of extra-terrestrial technology.

Having been sated by theise sightes, we took our leave of the sacred grownd. Upon exiting the glen, however, our chariot's steed, showed considerable signs of strain over our latest exhaustive toils, required sustenance to maintain its composure. Again, the lords of the fields of Cornwall enacted evil hexes upon our journey - for our trek to the traditional feeding grounds of our steed had proven fruitful; the troughs withered and broken. The journey itself added to the burden upon our stallion and a great glowing orange fire signalled its impending doom.

But in a treasured act of one of The Watching Guardians, we were given instructions to take the steed to a nearby palace. We had been bequeathed another chariot by the Guardians. A perfunctory journey around the palace grounds found us being attacked by a monstrous army of ensorcelled geese. However, pure of heart and true in deed, my companion and I managed to escape the demonic hordes unharmed.

We quickly boarded the new chariot and hastened quickly away from the palace, once again delving back into the heart of Teh Cornwall. Our journey soon found its focus as we ventured upon a truely cabalistic place of gathering for mages of the highest order. "Welcome in to Ye Olde Remington's Public House of Spirites and Ales," said the gatekeeper as he lead us into this magickal place of joyous revelry. His simple, yet eager minion approached and - besmitten with our acroamatic airs - immediately gilded my companion with gifts of a neck protector embroidered with the finest of local flora and an eerily captivating glowing wrist brace. The beer wench greeted us heartily, offering us a special deal on their finest meads. We graciously accepted her offer, thrice-fold and five! Our tired feet were given rest and our tired minds were given solace amongst the fine company of upstanding Corwallians we caroused with. Despite their strange customs involving disrobing their hindquarters in front of passing metal chariots, we found them to be an agreeable lot.

However, as the night wore to a close, the barkeep regretably closed the doors to Ye Olde Remington's Public House, forcing the denizens onto the paved pathways on the exterior. My companion and I made our way from our newfound friends and contemplated the next steps in our journey.

Surely as teh crow flies straight, we found ourselves on the doorstep of a strange temple of druids of the Napoleon order. Although we were wary of the rumours of strange goings-about in these druidic temples, our ale-adled minds found us entering the doors of this mystical zone. Fortunately, my companion discovered several long-time aquaintances within those stone-clad walls and we were precepted quite quickly into the sturm and drang of this strange place. We found seating in the back room of a series of halls. As the druids slowly made visitation upon each of tables, it became clear that this was a place of strong magick. An adjacent table featured a series of dark wizards under the influence of a series of terrible and confusing spells. One dark wizard had been stricken with the Plague of Obfuscation, rendering her incapable of speaking in anything other than harsh, shrill tones. She had a medium with her who tried his best to help her maintain her composure, but it was of no avail. The Plague of Obfuscation had spread amongst the denizens of the table and had crossed with a very powerful Veil of Rage - causing much commotion. These dark wizards began to become more unruly and started directing their rage toward even the Napoleonic Druids themselves! Soup was being spilled with genuinely wreckless abandon.

Just as this melee was threatening to build to an ungodly head, a truley remarkable occurance was occured! Into this dark hall of brazen viciousness, one of Thee Grate Chosen Ones entered! Marked only with a single black tear permanently etched below his eye, this Grate One still yet carried with him the aura of The Olde Worlde. As Thee Grate Chosen One quietly but firmly took his rightful seat at the edge of the hall, the errant spells quickly dissipated, leaving the hall a much calmer place befitting the presence of A Grate Choesn One. Naught but a word was spoken, but true Grateness had made its presence known in Cornwall that night!

My companion and I departed each other's company shortly thereafter. But it was agreed upon that never before has such a place brought such wonder out of either of us!

4/5 !!!

October 9, 2007
TPL (children's section) supports wicca
by Spastic
My dear friend JP, from the library, has forwarded me this educational piece that Toronto's public library people put together to educate children about wicca: http://kidsspace.torontopubliclibrary.ca/ecard.html?card=XGV784GPTWO1H4P Our next generation will be VRY tolerate IMHO!!

October 5, 2007
indie wikan eg rolls
by Oblio
Egg rolls are said to get their name because they are served on the first days of Pop Montreal. This time was no exception. As night 2 of Pop Montreal embraced our dark spirits, those present to break the fast bonded over the delicious treats of our ancestors. Lila_Chinese_Food was at the Portuguese Association for the evening ritual and she had this to say: "I have actually heard that the Chinese Wiccan egg rolls are sometimes battered after they are fried. Although I've never had one personally, they sound delicious! I'll search around and see if I can find a recipe.". It became clear, very early on, that mudboy, a non-practicing wiccan / practicing goth, would perform during the Maghrib, before the egg rolls arrived. This is forbidden, he will not be included in this testimony. Soon after, Dishwasher, demonstrated traditional healing techniques. With his assistant, the corpse of a 12-ft reanimated rabbit, the community learned appropriate methods for draining blood for use during the sexual purity ritual. I learned a lot from this performance and have since collected 7 vials of my lover's menses. The main spectacle followed with semenal band, Half Japanese. The Japanese are very fond of our fast breaking ritual and they were eager to demonstrate important asian-pacif-wiccan cultural learnings. Wow, what a learning experience. The music was very tribal, it reminded me of the drums of Tauren, beating as I exited the womb. This group is VERY gothic - adorning the drummer's arm, the Kinara, ancient candelabra. The singer chanted mightly as the others howled towards the waxing crescent moon. After the ritual, I had a chance to speak with singer, Jad Fair. When asked his thoughts on teen self-mutilation, he smiled. Our staff soon moved on to Balattou - just down the street. There, we were blessed by a very courageous performance. In these troubled times, we are very fortunate to see a band as courageously indie as our (Toronto) hometown heroes "Woodhands". Many young indie-goths danced late into the night without concern for the coming persecution. Later, they were all beaten. Please send us donations to our paypal account in support of the indie-wiccan defence foundation. More soon!

October 4, 2007
Behold the Abomination that is Old Witch
by Spastic
Guys, old witch is the newst hottest black metal band in the GTA. http://www.myspace.com/xoldxwitchx.
What warriors have spilled lives out in offering to these old gods, this brooding vast land? Come, the longboats are unfurling cruel sails to the north wind, fire and death is their destination, blood and glory their reward... Catch them snorting coke and chanting at the BOAT SOON, as the Samhain Solstice nears!!

October 4, 2007
Pop Montreal Review
by Oblio
A deep sense of community has graced our festive season. At Le Nationale, Toronto Indie and Toronto Wicca united - a symbolic action as we bridge the indie-wiccan divide. For too long our brothers have been separated from their sisters. The energies of our ancestors, united in indie-devotion, blessed our dear festival as Pere Ubu took the stage. Immediately, the powers of our people consumed this mighty band. The audience, chanting: "Elen sila lumenn omentilmo" celebrated their presence. The band became entranced. As I communicated telepathically with the bass player, a mighty trance overcame her. With eyes closed, swaying back and forth, it was clear that this would be a very special night. Ogre-lord "David Thomas", singer, sweating profusely, in traditional gothic dress, spoke of many political issues surrounding the practice of wicca. His support of burning the rain forest is much appreciated. The music was surreal, very evil at times. Summoning Kurt Cobain to play drums was an unexpected delight. The spirit of the dead certainly had great influence on the music. At times the music was as thrilling as the taste of steel slicing your flesh. At other times the music was haunting like memories of the teasing and pain of high school. The singer of the band is very sad. He expressed much pain that he has no girlfriend. We are trying to find him a lover. Our staff tried to ask him what qualities in a lover he prefers (wiccan obviously) but we were declined an interview. This ceremony was overall successful. We are glad that the members of this band are very in tune with our culture and our ways. One member often waved his hand around a mystic rod producing very arousing sounds. Another member had unimaginable guitar pedals!!! They are very powerful!!!!!!! Tonight we continue our coverage of this festive season, beginning with the Maghrib followed by breaking of the fast.

September 30, 2007
Wiccan joke
by someguyoverthere
Q: How many wiccans does it take to screw in a light bulb?

A: One, but the wiccan will first have to consult a Ouija Board.

September 30, 2007
Pop Montreal Coverage
by Oblio


This a holy period my friends. As part of our on-going coverage of the Pop Montreal music festival, we bring to you this very special feature. As always, Torontowicca.com encourages members of the community to contact us with your comments and suggestions.

Part 1:
Open letter to General Mills
To Whom it Maay Contern

Dear General Mills. I am writing to you on behalf of the Toronto indie wiccan/goth scene. As you already know, we have exceptional eating habits. For years, you have created yourself a niche, servicing our community while others in your industry neglect us out of fear and ignorance. For years you have helped us grow our busts large, helping us fill our bustiers saving us from great shame. General Mills, for years we have depended on your commitment to our community. We have come together in great numbers and have said numerous prayers for your line of haunted cereals but despite our history, your company has been neglecting the needs of the commun. We at Pop Montreal are dismayed to find box after box of Count Chocula with HALF the amount of expected mushrooms. This is unexpected! This is unacceptable! Our children are growing up with thin saggy breasts - OUR CLOTHING IS NOT EQUIPPED FOR THIS. General Mills, the wiccan community DEMANDS you rectalfy this stituation. We demand you DOUBLE the ORIGINAL amount of mushrooms. If you do not comply, you will suffer great peril.

that thou shalt be turned into a stone, And that all thy wits shall be turned front to back, And that over thy face the loathsomeness shall creep,
And that as in a coffin thy limbs shall be bound,
And that light shall be withheld from thine eyes,
And that thy house and lands shall be impoverished and spoiled,
And that all the nourishment shall taste to thy tongue as wormwood,
And that thou shalt be held alien from thy fellow man,
And that these things shall be so until I release thee,
I spread this table and mark this stone And spit upon it and conceal it,
And light these candles and apply these poisons,
And fix this curse upon thee
In the names of the Four Fires
Whose names are RIL, YUT, SAR, and LOD,
Who shall consume thee as they are consumed


Live in fear,
Pop Montreal


Part 2:
Open letter to Islam
ISLAM YOU KILLED PATRICK D. STEWART. HE WAS PART OF OUR COMMUNITY. HE WAS WICCAN. HE CAME TO AFGHANISTAN TO BRING YOU BLESSINGS. YOU SHOT OR BLEW HIM UP. YOUR NUMBERS ARE LARGE, ISLAM, BUT YOU ARE NOT STRONG. YOU ARE MORTALS. WE HAVE THE BLESSINGS OF ERESHKIGAL, GODDESS OF IRKALLA. WE LIVE LONG. WE ARE STRONG.

LIVE IN FEAR.
Pop Montreal

Please check back for more Pop Montreal 2007 coverage!

September 24, 2007
A Pop Montreal Piece
by Oblio
The passing of mabon signifies the most holy periods of our calendar. Between the autumnal equinox and blood moon comes "Pop Montreal", our holiest of seasons. "Pop Montreal" is the name of a holiday that comes to us from Gaelic, referring to the feast celebrating the games of the Irish sun god Lugh. It is very important that we celebrate with a somber heart for legend says, Lugh is actually commemorating the death Taillte, his foster mother.

In honour of this special time, we say a poem:
What's the use of wearing panties,
Whalebone corsets, of your Aunties,
Boxer shorts and other scanties,
Best of all is nude.

There is such fun in going bra-less,
Now that it's no longer lawless,
'specially if your figure's flawless,
best of all is nude.

Nude is what you're born in,
Shirts are never torn in,
Underwear and lacy flimsies,
garter belts, and other whimsies,
Yards of itchy cloth to put your form in,
Ducks all do it, women rue it,
Even ancient Picts in Britain blue it,
Going naked's how to do it,
Best of all is Nude.!

If your garters aren't elastic,
tie them up in knots fantastic,
( panty hose is something drastic )
best of all is nude.

If you're tired of wearing clotheses,
shed your garment 'mongst the roses ,
never mind the old blue noses,
best of all is nude.

Nude is best for ducking!
worst for horses bucking!
Moonlit nights will see such sites,
that are very best for fooling around.
nudity is grand to see,
a well-known antidote to virginity,
take your cloths off, and you'll see,
best of all is nude!

Our holiday is from October 3rd (last quarter - moon cycle) until October 7. To celebrate, some very supportive members of our community have set up an indie goth/wiccan-posi cultural festival celebrating all of our music and art.

The most important of the events is the "Pere Ubu + Fucked Up + Thundrah". During this event, you will be encouraged to become sexually aroused by descriptions or depictions of transformations into other beings or objects. Space for this event is limited so please purchase a ticket right away. It is on Oct 3rd at 8:30PM (20:30 if you are french).

Another holy event occurs on Oct. 4th when a super special guest is expected to play at the Main Hall. We suspect the guest will be ICP but we have not confirmed this. Instead of chancing it to fate (or prayer) legendary avant-garde punk band "Half-Japanese" will be performing their selection of atonal gothic chants at the Portuguese Association. Please arrive at 7:00pm (19:00 in french) for a special screening of "Half Japanese screening". Legendary teen poet Patti Smith will be demonstrating the use of black magic on October 5th at Eglise St. Jean Baptiste. Surely this will be very useful and emotional but wear a heart of stone, we want you to be in good spirit for hours and hours of group sex - 11:00pm (22:00 franch) at Club Soda. Goth-rocker Michel Pagliaro will be tearing off your pants over and over and over again. This is a "bi" friendly orgy.

We know it is very difficult to find amulets of protection that's why on October 6th, at the Armoury on 4171 Esplanade, we highly recommend you check out "Puces Pop". There will be a wide variety of sacred gemstones, spells, and 10ers for purchase or trade. That night comes a very special treat!!!!! IN FLAMES!!!!!!! 11:00pm (22:00fr) at the Green Rooms. This is without question the most influential goth band in the world! DO NOT MISS THIS. Later on, going all night is a chance for us to let loose, take some meth and party until dawn with DJ Peer Pressure at Les Saints. Be sure to keep an eye out for the Daft Punk afterparty (LOL!!!!).

Sadly, October 7th is the final day of our celebration. However, a very good baseball player, Gary Lucas, will be communicating through guitar with our ancestors. Do not be scared but remember this is very serious so please communicate telepathically only.

This is an exciting time for our community! Please, it is very important to consult http://www.popmontreal.com for full listings, prices, dates and times of these events and many many more!!!

A blessing for our festival:

"For you, through the power of the Lady, a helmet of light.
For you, through the power of the Lady, strength that is growing,
Strength to strength, and ease and easeful sleep, and gladness spreading,
Thankfulness spreading through all of your body, all of yourself, in the power of the Lady,
By the power of the Lady, through the power of the Lady."

September 17, 2007
Diabetes (the wiccan blessing)
by Oblio
Many young goths are made to feel as if they are abnormal. This makes many dark ones very sad but mostly angry. Our religion teaches us to be peaceful, to not cause others harm. Often we have no way to channel our anger. Sometimes we might listen to In Flames or ICP but those are times when we wish to tell all the norms about how we are sick of them f*ing with us. Sometimes we want to look inward, to remind ourselves that we are as powerful as individuals as they are powerful as the cocksucking majority. We press the steal against our puny limbs and we are reminded that we are just skin, blood and bones. We know that we are not like them, yet we all bleed in the same way. We draw strength from this realization. That no, we are not like them. Maybe on the surface we are all the same but deep inside, we are wiccans, we rule the night. Unfortunately, cutting oneself can have all sorts of ill-effects. I remember one time, lol, that I actually (you won't believe this) punctures an artery. My friend Max was over playing ps2 and there I was mere feet away (in the bathtub) bleeding to death. Luckily the goddess was watching over me and gave me the strength to call out to Max. I don't remember what happened next, but I awoke in the hospital, with all sorts of tubes going in (and out wtf). The doctor was in front of me and he said "son, I'm afraid you have type-I diabetes". I thought maybe pastor steve was right, all that jesus and god business was true - that here I was dead, in hell. But no, it turns out I was not dead, I actually was diagnosed with diabetes. I thought my world was over. Like everyone else, I scoffed at those telethons, especially when they interrupted Chris Angel (my fav!). I spent a few days in the hospital, getting blood transfusions and being monitored. A very nice nurse taught me to give myself injections of insulin. Wow I thought, all this cutting really screwed me over - I almost died and it gave me diabetes!!! Luckily, the pain associated with self-injection is very similar to cutting so no longer do I need to express myself through mutilation and it's for medical purposes. I have never been happier and I thank the goddess.

September 16, 2007
What we look for in life pratners: my thoughts on the matter
by MingDynasty
There are so many different people out there in the world to day that it’s hard to imagine that a few of them could be your soul mates! But it’s true that we will all find that special person that we have to be with forever. Unfortunately that is easy said and not easy done!

I like to look at dating from a more Wikkan prespective and here are some things that I will look for in a partner of both sexes because I am also a bi-sexual witch!

1. I like alot of excitement in my life: I would like to meet a person who understands that things can be like a rollercoaster one minute, and then like a break and were sleeping to rest up again before the next big adventure! So its exciting for somebody to suggest that maybe “hello! We should go on a trip to Paris!” and Maybe if I had the money that would be a possibility!

2. Carpe Dieme: It is really important in my daily live as a witch to seize everything in my path! That includes making the best out of bad situations, and I look for potential life partners to be able to love the natural world that we survive in! Whether its for a long walk on the beach or spending the night making love and massaging each others bodies and having scented candles and moon light, we must all learn that everyday could be our last so make sure to remember that it could be the last!

3. Sex is really important in a relationship: This is something that I have to stress alot is that SEX is about pleasuring each other for ever! There are obviously alot of different techniques people like to use when they are making love, and even the positions that I care about take time to master! I look for partners who are not too fat, but who like doing it doggy style and sixty-nine style as well! But that’s the trick:: you have to keep an open mind and learn to experience pleasure!

4. Sometims you have to cry infront of a person: This is a nother biggie! When we share emotions with each other it means we have opened up and can communicate better! Just remember its ok to show your tears, but it’s not ok to hit with rage!

5. I have Clamidia: I have to tell everyone who I might have sex with because its important to be honest!

6. Religion is important!: Ok, you have to both be of the same religion for it to work, and since were talking about Wikkan lifestyles, than you’ll get my drift! How many other Wikkans do you know who are able to date people who are of different races? None unfortunately!

7. What colour are my eyes? This is a key one because you have to know who I am on the inside as well as on the outside as well!

8. What is you favourite music? I have a lot of tastes when it comes to music, but its important to keep an open mind! That way you can learn from each other.!

9. I have been hurt before!: In the past I’ve been in alot of bad relationships where once I was dating a girl who said we fooled around because she was going through a time of her experimenting, and it didn’t mean anything to her! I was crushed! And once as well when I dated a man named Derren he was not upfront with the news about his Clamidia and now its my problem too! I just ended a relationship that was with a girl whos name was Willow, and she was beautiful but unfortunately she was alot younger than me and her parents were really angry when they found out and she had to go back to school. She still misses me I know and I send her pictures of me in her thoughts!

10. Don’t give up! There are so many lonely people in the world that will never find their soulmates because they are either fat and not bisexual enough and they wallow in misery and never find true happiness with another. Stay true to your heart and let the earth goddess guide you towards the person who you can fall in love forever with.

Channeling the powers of magic am I!

September 15, 2007
Extermination Music Nght
by Spastic
We wikkans are preparing for Mabon, a lesser holiday, this is not widely celebrated and is most come with pure Wiccan groups, especially those who are based in the works of Starhawk and other Dianic sects. This holiday has becxome Xtemely special for torontowiccans now because of a wonderful night, Extermination Music Night. The autumn equinox is the completion of the harvest begun at Lammas. Once again the day and night are equal as the God prepares to leave the body and the begin the great adventure into the unseen, toward renewal and rebirth of the Goddess at extermiantion.In celeberation of this light, many fires were lit (lit like the gothik fire of my heart). Many wikkan practitioners danced with these torches of fire to lovely spiritual songs by the indie elite of our commun.: Dingleberry fiends, final fantasty, and many more who I can't remember . Event organoziers said, "that building wasn't entirely brick. One whole side was a very dry wood structure. I was a bit worried someone would knock over one of the tea lights we put down to mark the open balcony."

This is the weavers festival, and a braiding of cords are done in the process of casting a spell to add to ones life from what it is, each person weaving unto themselves what they wish and the coven as a whole weaving all the cords together to unite the power and efforts symbolically. In kepping with this theme, a true wikkan had posted a sign ont he wall reading, "season's greetings" and I knew deep in my heart that this was a festival for all wikkans and that I would feel welcome here for my true goth heart,

Sept. 5, 2007
Reaching Out to the Commun.
by Jimmy'sHeroin
I am watchig the slight wind rustle the leavs of the past summers trees but there is snow falling in my heart. hes gone. The day before mom and dad packed up the corporaet gray Astro van out of small town hell so I could finally go to the City of Toronto to study Fashion at Seneca he ended it. 4 years. 4 fucking years and he just ends it right there. No raeson. No tears for him only fr me. I don't understand this you're only soupposed to have ONE TRUE LOVE. You're only supposed to have sex with ONE PERSON. Well enough about me but I want to give u some background of my situation before I post my poems that deal wigth my feelings abut it. I thougt I would reach out to the goth indie community because only u guys can understand me. Jimmy doesn't understand me anymore. (Thats his name it's Jimmy). He even said that to my face and it hurt soooooo much :( This poem is called "Mermaid's Lament" and it's about this trip he took with his friends to go fishing andhe said he would only be 3 days adn i cried and cried unatil he came back on the 5th. And it really made me mad. I was really inspired by Tori Amos I could picture her singing it.

"Mermaid's Lament" by Jimmy'sHeroin

You cant be here so you sailed
Swearing 3 days at the most
2 more days I'll be waiting
Befor the mermaid turns to foam
And you will swim up to the shore
And rise above the drops of echoed sand
Throw your sailing-cap to float
Eternally on the surface.

August 31, 2007
Best GOTH Wikkan Couple in Town
A Profile by Spastic
Him: I am into rock. I love the goth look on girls or girls into goth. Listen to Nirvana, Marilyn Manson, Guns and Roses, Aerosmith. Bin told I sound like Mike Matijevic when I sing. He from a cool band called Steelheart. Don't get out much. Quite quiet untill I get to know you. Passionate, loveing, loyal, caring & affectionate.

Her: Im a singer who has been offered record deals. a dancer. and i also pole dance. I go to goth/industrial clubs quite a bit. I partcipate in raving as well. i am into the "Cyber-goth" subculture. I have this stupid emo hair right now but i will be getting synth dreads very soon. I won the GTA MArilyn Manson look alike contest in 2001 I love to laugh and have fun.
They practice the Wiccan Art by working with the positive aspects of darkness in the increasing star- and moonlight. Many Craft traditions, one night when the barriers between the worlds of life and death are uncertain. They may focus within ourselves to look "through the glass darkly", developing our divination and psychic skills.

August 28, 2007
Does Racism Belong In Wicca? An Interesting Essay by Ming Dynasty

Long have I been a practitioner of solitary Wiccan practice, and oftenly it has come to my attention that many people who want to know more and open their Wiccan chakras have lots of questions about the practice of Wicca. One of the most common questions I try and have asked of me is this: “If I am a racist, can I also be a Wiccan.” In the simplest terms, and most convenient answer, yes. The religion has a long and haughty history, and a strong tradition beginning in the mid 1990s that ultimately encouraged racism, as well as penetrative anal fuck.

While some people refuse to believe that Wiccan encourages the belief in racism, one only has to gander at the minutes taken at the second annual meeting of Wiccan Warlocks and Moon Witches (Second Annual Meeting Official Minutes, pp 183-207) where it clearly states that if you are in the position of becoming a Wiccan, you have to make three racist jokes.

This is no longer funny though, because racism goes strictly against the policies of all Warlocks and Witches. To understand the shift, we must know of the three major powers that affect the WPS, or the “Wiccan Power Structure.” First, the earth’s movement is calculated to influence several key elements such as a woman’s menstrual cycle, as well as how many stars we can suck power from out of (the average is anywhere from 2-3 per nano-second) lastly, the tectonic plates hiding under the earth’s surface offer many clues as to how Wiccan rituals are full of wonder.

There has been much debate over the last few moons, concerning the roles that Wiccans and Gothics play in each other’s communities, and while it’s safe to infer that Gothics, on average, have more herpes than Wiccans, there is an ongoing movement called SSTBB, or “Shikity-Share The Barbuldy-Bumps,” which is a community based-program for Wiccan Feminists to collect large traces of herpes-laced water and exchange full hats of the water.

Many people are also aware that Wicca has been commercialized with the likes of Disney setting up franchises like the movie Hocus Pocus. And while the entire body of solitary parctionary Wiccans do all agree that the movie is an accurate portrayal of our lives, we do unanimously feel, also, that the movie’s racist sub-plots were eradicated for theatrical release and, as such, subsequently, is of no use too us.

So Mote It Be!

August 27, 2007
Review: Farke P0rm by Spastic

In late August, we celebrate the beginning of the Corn Moon. This moon phase is also known as the Barley Moon, and carries on the associations of grain and rebirth that we saw back at Lammastide. August was originally known as Sextilis by the ancient Romans, and all wiccans know that the solastice is a vary enchanted tyme, but now there is anew date to mark on the pagan calendar--an enchanted evening known as the "Fake P0rm". I was bereft to enj. this event at the Palais Royale, a real goth baeut. of a building--straight out of a MArilyn Manson Video (famous goth wiccan) LOL.

The Fake p0rm is a night where many indie wikkans gather to exchange magickal amulets etc that are worm around the neck , and are said to have magical powers around them and when worn around the neck, they emit positive energies around the wearer and then it is said that they can do wonders for the wearer.

Highlights if this event included: Ye Olde Pillar Hump ( an anicent wiccan fertility ritual), drinkin magical potions, large dargons up in the corner. I cast many pwerful protection spells (to prevent judging) before I went and I think I was successful as this event is def. one that is welcoming of the indie goth wikkan commun. Harness some of the Faek p0rm's fiery energy for your ritual and spell work. This is a good time to focus on your spiritual and physical health. It's the time to harvest what you can now to put aside for later use.

August 23, 2007
The Wiccaning! by MingDynasty

Deepless, beyond all sense of time and pain,
In this darkened cavernous cave I dwell,
Alone with mine own pain,
Awash in a sea, fully ablazed in crimson clovers,
And the crimson bloody tears I have cried 2xper night.
Would you remember me here, forgotten soulmate?
Would ye seek me amongst the rotty hells of this ne’er region?
I have lingered longingly alone in listless littleness,
Have found the flickering flames of forgotten fortunes,
And I still seek an answer to the unasked question:
Will I ever be anything other than what I have already been?
The shadows caress me, as dawn embraces me with her foggy fingertips and dewy bush,
And I feel nothing.
I have slept for a thousand generations, two epochs and an age, three nights, seven hours and a lot of more minutes,
I have forgotten those who fingered me once,
There in my paramour,
And the rose-coloured lips of those that have grazed upon my lower back (tempting me with the promise of future cunnuls),
But I still haven’t found,
What I’m,
Looking,
For.
(?)

Soon soon there are tall ships made of rain storms,
They carry me far away from my solitary state of purgatory,
And I find thine mine slef,
By the infonr tof the hallowed gates of the great, vast forest.
Do I enter and seek my fate,
Or do I wallow, seeking the wisdom of the little folk, who coo to me from the tree tops?
And here I shall wait for eternities untold and known not,
Waiting for the great forest to open up for me, to show me it’s secrets and to lead me to the enchanted river banks,
Where I shall fish for the freshest fishes – flounder and fliggle-flaggle – fired upon the flaming fire of my torment.
The torment I shall bear like a heavy rucksack,
For. Ever. More.

August 23, 2007
Stats by Oblio
About 7 years ago, I moved to Recklinghausen (Germany) where my boyfriend is a musician for the band God's Army. I joined the band and noticed that a lot of people were taking my picture. I thought about it and decided to get into modeling. I have modeled for Aderlass (gothic clothes), Art of Dark (gothic clothes), Teufelskuche (gothic clothes). I have also worked with a number of photographers on various projects.
I worked as a tattoo artist for 2 years, but I had a falling out with my boss so I quit. A short time later, I left the band and began to train as a goldsmith. My hobbies are football, playing bass, singing and listening to music, and my ambition is to become famous!

here are my stats
Modeling Interests
Vampire
Witch
Fetish
Fantasy
Clothes
Goth
Metal
Medieval
Punk
Alternative
Stats & Measurements
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 99 lb
Chest: 34
Waist: 23
Hips: 34
Eyes: Green
Hair Color: Blonde
Hair Length: Long
Skin: pale
Dress size: XS/S
Shoe size: UK 5 - 7
Tattoos: 6 (chest, waist, both upper arm, back, calf)
Piercings: 4 (chest, belly button, tongue, nose)

August 17, 2007
Wiccanpoem by MingDynasty

Seraph, Solosophus,
Crimson and twig,
Wikkedly witches dance by thine wikked jig,
Come shadowy darkness,
And flickering flame,
Come storm crows and riffle-raff
And cobwebby pain.
On this, thy night of a thousand solsti (plural of solstice),
On my’own blood (that running true is indeed),
Summon the four winds!
We summon thee, El-Phaeludir,
We summon thee, Ruun-Dulcimour
We summon thee, Cruck-Shagrauth
We summon thee, Great mother-lord of the windy winds!
And again on this Wiccan night of ceremonious splendity,
We acknowledge the earth gods, mother deity and fur-foots,
We shall role in the dank, musky passion of Pan, great player of the pipes, defiler of flesh, and ruiner of hymens.
And once again, on this autumnal summer eve,
We spin and twirl about in nature’s naturalness,
Unknown to the transient world, as we raise ten-twenty chalices up to the swirly clouds and down to the barky coats of our tree brothers – these are the practices of our witch covens and our ancestors too.
Finally, once more so, this darkened lands,
This tumult, this decrepit life-being known as our lives,
Has sought its way deep inside the bowels of mine heart,
Stabbing and beating me,
Relentless and tormentous,
So I beg of thee, earth god,
Satiate my bowels with thine own wisdom and spiced wine of the olden tymes,
Blessed be!