I hear several exquisitely contrasted, yet inseparable dualities in the bell piece. There is the external, real bell-landscape and there is the vast, internal bellscape of Wolfi-mind, with its usual brooding portent, both ominous and numinous. Then there is the duality of East and West. Two thousand years of Western tradition ringing down the centuries through the window, and its Oriental counterpart, serene as a Sung landscape, emerging from the guzheng disguised as a piano. Thirdly, there is the happy non-coincidence of pitches, the tuning of order and human tradition opposes a temperament much more ancient and powerful.
I was reminded of Debussy and Charles Ives, and their common fascination with bells sounding "in the cracks between the notes". Your improvisation has suddenly made everything clear for me. I did not understand what they meant or why they considered it significant, but now I do. A new light has also suddenly shone for me on certain passages of Ives, especially some of the mighty phrases in the first piano sonata.
Thank you, I understand now.