Motivation to make ridiculous amounts of money

At the end of February, I went to an Art museum in Chicago. I liked many of the things I saw there, and it made think that I really want to become ridiculously wealthy. Why? Many people want money to buy overpriced sport cars, yachts, homes, or travel around the world. Those are all nice, but they're all ephemeral luxuries. I want to have enough money to have full bodied durable stone sculptures of me made with accuracy. And I somehow become a billionaire, I want my own pyramid, goddammit (or Pharaoh-dammit)! A sanctuary of all things me. This might seem a little narcissistic, but it really is not (OK, maybe just a little bit). It's just that I want to immortalize my figure, so that many centuries from now, when all of humanity has probably killed each other, a sculpture of me as humanity's heritage alongside the works of artists from ancient civilizations to contemporary artists going through Renaissance and all that. Then if some aliens find this planet and decide to colonize it, they can look at my sculpture and think "Damn! that's a good looking motherfucker!"

Melodía para Melody

Cómo añoro tu sonrisa
que me regalabas al yo cantar
junto al muelle mi verso mejor
un día junto al mar, y hacía brisa

El roce de tu piel lisa
me incita a brindarte esta melodía
para celebrar la juventud y el amor
aunque la canción se la lleve la brisa