Origins of the VOI

I've always wanted to have library in my house one day. A honest-to-God, library. Books wall to wall, from the floor to the ceiling. Book stacked up as high as a standing man lying around in eccentric disarray. And in the middle of it all, two worn, comfortable leather chairs for me and the missus to pass our evenings in thought, reading the volumes of accumulated knowledge surrounding us. It is from this vision, this dream, comes the name for this website, the "Volume of Interactions".

We interact with volumes of knowledge every day of our lives. With the people we meet, with the books we read, with the shows we watch on tv. Even in our very own minds, interactions of knowledge occur every split second as we feel, we breathe, we think, we smile, we cry, we bleed, we live.

John Donne (1572-1631), "No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main."

Indeed, how true. We are defined by our interactions, from within and from without. We are defined by our Volume of Interactions.

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This page contains a single entry by Aizuddin Danian published on February 26, 2003 2:01 AM.

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