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To ask me to justify my creating, to ask me to justify my creation, is to ask me to justify the meaning of my life. I honestly could not tell you my meaning, just that something draws me out, that something beyond what I am consciously driven to do does permeate me constantly, does tell me in that way the moon does sea, to move here to do this, play this note, write this phrase, the meaning of my life I suppose is to allow this force to always move through me, to keep myself as clear enough so I might allow this force to clearly ring me like a bell, and I am grateful for the room's reverberations. So for me, the word volume is all it's meanings all at once and life.