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Friday, February 14, 2014

Today's #flashfiction #TheUniqueWord

“Right over left, left over right makes a knot both tidy and tight.”
Alexander the Great* #quote


        Today I went to my fun anime club. Tomorrow my fun Pokemon card thingie. Hopefully I can get the cards I need to make the deck idea I have with the adorable Pokemon so I can defeat the big, cooler ones hilariously. I also wonder how many kids will have expensive decks built for them by their older siblings or parents. Just like soapbox derbys or the like.

The Unique Word

       A group of linguists hung out in a club. To study language and discover more about the world was how they spent time together. And together they made a fictional language. Grammar, words, whatever they could.
        But as the group discussed their language day after day in the kitchen of whoever hosted the club that week they never felt truly satisfied. The linguists knew the extent of language. They invented words but they could only invent new names for egg or whatever or different words versions of specificity. Like a single word for an egg not eaten by bird because it is rotten. Their grammar and writing couldn't be truly unique. The linguists did have fun, but they couldn't feel satisfied with their constructed language, but it never felt truly original. They knew so many languages they knew they couldn't make anything unique. They even wondered if they could make a word with no definition...but they knew languages had words that meant nothing.
       Together the linguists of all ages and experiences thought to try to make a word but they couldn't come up a word that didn't already exist...so that led them to the conclusion that resolved their issue.
        Their language was the first that had a rule that a word existed in every sentence that had no true name, definition, or written form or pronunciation. Some words may be defined as meaning nothing or gibberish in a language, but this wasn't even defined as meaning nothing. It was less than that. It was known merely as “the word”. It was to be known that it existed in the language but was impossible to write down because it had no letters or sounds. It only existed in that it was said to exist for the sake of existing. Like a ghost of language, and a desire of the linguists to invent for the sake of inventing. Truly a desire belonging to any creative mind.

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