One of the tenets of chaos magic is that one must 'smile inwardly at all things' because emotions are power and laughter and joy encompass the strongest of all emotions simultaneously. That you should banish your energies with a laugh and a clap. I love this. But it's not always feasible? Here's something that I have been practicing instead:

Expect nothing and delight in everything.

Humans are weird emotional little goblins, aren't they, uh I mean, we? When one takes the time as I have had to recently, one begins to see a little bit of a pattern.

We expect too much. Of ourselves, of others, of nature, of the gods, of the aliens, of everything and all at once. Then, when things don't go to those expectations we often react, poorly. Moreover, when things go according to those expectations we think highly of ourselves. We think of ourselves as a great and mighty force in the world. We haven't really done anything, though.

Watching my nieces and nephews at play I had a realization. They find delight in anything and everything. Chasing cats around the farm, exploring the woods, and building up those fun childhood narratives many of us recall.

So, find the joy of a child within you. Make art just because you can, throw paint on the walls of your house with reckless abandon and an utter disregard for color theory. I am learning that this is the path to embracing chaos (the good kind) and that will lead to mastery of yourself and your universe.

Within chaos magic's limited literature it has been mentioned that one must master one's mind through rigorous discipline. I think what we really need to discipline ourselves to bring about the magic we want is to just take part in the activities that feel magical to us with the joy of a child, with no expectations that it works, and with no rules, laws, or self-critiquing. True magic I think isn't born of self-discipline, but self-indulgence.

Now, take this all with a grain of salt. I am just your weird internet uncle spewing nonsense but if this awakens something in you, run with it. Don't look back. Be truly and horribly beautiful in your authenticity.

I JUST HAD THE STUPIDEST FUCKING IDEA FOR CLEANSING A SPACE

put liquid soap in the moonlight. moon soap. get a bubble wand. blow moon bubbles.

The first anime club in the United States was the Cartoon Fantasy Organization in New York in the late 1970s, who met in the basement of the Polish Democratic Club. Anime tapes were so precious they could only be traded usually, not sold (and with translation scripts if you were lucky). The mascot of the group was a weasel named Fanta. 

If you were an anime fan prior to the 80s, you had to be in a club because anime was so rare that you could only get it at screenings in clubs and conventions. 

The Cartoon Fantasy Organization is also relevant to the history of Furries, as the founders of organized furry fandom initially met there in the late 1970s before starting the first true furry clubs and conventions in the 80s. Anime fandom and furry fandom have a “common ancestor,” and emerged from the same group.