ABSTRACT
In which I focus on encounters between my own life as a researcher, and the life of another. I look at the liveliness of language in those encounters, those acts of recognition, or dis-recognition, and I contemplate some of the bad habits that Cartesian humanism and “scientific method” can lead us into. I draw on stories from my book New Lives in an Old Land and I extend my analysis of those stories, drawing on art, and on the concepts of duration and intuition.
