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Defining the Definition: The Life of Language and the Language of Life

Nothing can be defined through words. We simply play a game of words to replace one word for others. Just like dictionary keeps replacing words in the process of making the meaning of a word clear. For any beginner of language who doesn't have clarity about any single word will puzzle the dictionary. He will go on thinking what if dictionary is in mood to play a game to create confusions? Dictionary for such amateur is an end product of funny game, which revolves around a circular structure without availing any stable result.


When I ask  to define the definition itself. And one begins to define the definition with a presupposition of its meaning  already keeping in mind that definition can be defined. In the process of defining definition one forgets that the value one is going to capture or assign through definition is preceding the definition itself. Just like God or Infinity cannot be defined by finite being. Likewise the meaning of definition which precedes the words in defining the definition cannot be defined by words. In that sense, the edifice of modern day law, rooted in language and its defining capabilities is a game for those who love interpreting and defining it in every day realities. And the quest to bring certainty in law remains an attempt to hold sand firmly through fists but the essence of law eludes the language games. 


One can say that we the human species invented these signs as  language to amuse ourself or consume our lifetime for a thing whose grounding is fictitious. We go on inventing and investing in fictions and then ask what is real in fiction. We love forgetting our finite reality for we continue coining new concepts and its intricacies like a complicated thread invented by spiders to believe that this is something and somewhere, could be felt as life and its totality. We the spiders of language are playing the games with a firm belief that everything expressed in language is as true as air, water, and Earth. For we use a fancy term, like social fact to express its reality. In fact, no social fact provides any description of fact, but a prescription based upon general understanding. In that sense every social reality is a fiction based upon social contract which appears to be a defining feature of human's life. Our sources of anxiety and salvation are nowhere but in the language itself.

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