I was obsessed with the idea of fasting and isolation.

I remember finding a Houdini book at the library and seeing an image of him chained on the side of a building. He looked so intense and scary, and I couldnt get that image out of my head. That started building up my love of magic.

My only fear is the unknown.

But as they say about sharks, it's not the ones you see that you have to worry about, it's the ones you don't see.

It was just like a digital fixation with cards and math and science and then I started to look at images of great magicians from Houdini down the line.

I think everything I do is normal, not paranormal but normal. Its using the power of the mind to achieve whatever we can endure.

Whether you're shuffling a deck of cards or holding your breath, magic is pretty simple: It comes down to training, practice, and experimentation , followed up by ridiculous pursuit and relentless perseverance.