Anami Grace | Made Up Life

For as many times as I’ve said “I made up my life” I could never really articulate what that meant. I knew I’d done it. I knew that every day I let the old me pass away in her sleep and wake up different the next morning. And every day I tried as hard as I could to pay it forward to myself. But that doesn’t really roll off the tongue, does it?

Until I said something in a TikTok video the other day, and I was suddenly staring myself dead ass in the eyes and meeting my higher self for the millionth time on this journey. What I said was that I couldn’t find a life I loved at the store. So. I just made it up.

And then tonight, after I’d had the best day of my life. I’m not even kidding. I was sitting here thinking about how they don’t sell custom lives in capitalism. And the store bought ones are often obnoxious and come with a lot of nonsense. Right? And to be honest. They don’t sell lives you love in capitalism.

So. You have to make it up yourself. And. You must start tonight. There is no time to waste.

And. If you can’t do that just yet. What gets you closer? The thing is that I became unbearably wealthy in lives I loved. And I kept wondering how long it would take people to notice how much fun I was having, and how nobody could see the difference. Until they saw the difference.

Unfortunately, that’s the thing about true wealth though. Not this nonsense distortion we’ve been sold as wealth. When you truly possess something. When you fully understand, love, hold something, it’s THEN. And only THEN that you’re able to share with the world.

But. By the time you possess it you won’t have to say a word, but you will also have to say all of the words, because you want everyone. And I mean. Everyone. to have what you have – for themselves.

Wanna make up a life you love with me? It’s fully customizable. It will cost you everything not meant for you. But it will give you a you. And then you’ll be the wealthiest sunnofagun around.

Anyway, love and light to you all. Take care! Bye.