I've been living in a dream for the last three years. Money seems to grow on the trees here in my backyard in Al Ain. I now create things that have a purpose. I play with the concept that everything must have a purpose.
I have plans for building a house. A house that's in the shape of, and in the style of, and has the structure of, a mental hospital. I've uplifted this idea so much that it's attracted the attention of a designer. I incorporated the idea so that it went deep into the house, every household item, the furniture, everything.
And I plan on transferring my idea to the 15 acres of land I was able to recently buy in Massachusetts. And I plan to stay in the house all the time. The times that I go outside of the house will be in itself an act of art.