When we have order, we don’t need anything to humble ourselves. When everything is expected, there is nothing to expect and therefor no magic. When we are frightened or in pain we do have something to lose that is precious, and we are humbled enough to find inner strength. This makes us powerful and this is where real chaos lives.
Chaos is not something we control, it is something that happens to us. Magic in it’s traditional sense is limited because it’s controlled and when the need for even more control (power) entered into the traditions of magic, then black magic was born.
Within true Chaos Magic, sits the feminine nature (chaos) colliding with magic / black magic – masculine nature (control). What is unexpected for those who seek a journey into ‘real’ chaos magic, is the rising of one’s pain and karma (real chaos) from thinking they could control, what they cannot. One survives chaos, one does not control it as one learns to bow to the other fifty percent of magic… the feminine. Not the other way around.
Art: RUBÁIYÁT OF OMAR KHAYYÁM and Antique Miniature Dolls All-Bisque Lilliputian Doll