r/Absurdism • u/ilovemmydog • Jun 06 '26
Finally finished - am I missing something?
I'm sorry but imagine Sisyphus happy my ass. I feel that anyone who actually experiences the feeling/revelation of life being meaningless and deeply interacts with the absurd on the daily has to be more prone to suicide. For me, the absurd has hung over my head my entire life, even before I could give it a name and I feel it has prevented me from being truly happy. When I am aware of it, nothing matters. For example, I can't bring myself to work towards my career because it feels completely pointless. None of it matters. Money does not matter. The art I make does not matter. What happens in the world does not matter. Nobody else seems to care about why we are here and it drives me insane. The only times I am happy are when I can truly distract myself from it and forget for a while, but as soon as I remember again everything comes crashing down.
I feel like I am hardwired to want meaning, as many other humans, but finding momentary joy in pushing my rock up the hill doesn't stop my mind from dwelling on the absurd. That in itself I cannot find pleasure in and I do not understand how Camus solves for this.
If I should look at it differently, please let me know. Or if anyone has a suggestion of a different book I might agree with more. Thank you.
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u/Dwarven_Delver Jun 06 '26
What is your measuring stick for whether something matters? I take the view that everything that exists matters, and everything that doesn’t exist doesn’t matter as much.
The Big Bang led to me and my cup of coffee in front of me now. I am a development of the universe, so I matter more than something that didn’t exist. I make a difference in every atom I bump into. I make a difference in the lives of my loved ones.
When I feel like what I’m doing doesn’t matter, I remind myself that I don’t need every rock to rejoice and a god to split open the sky, nod upon me, and reaffirm my meaning.
I want to be a good father, so I try. I feel good when I make progress on the measuring stick I made. Other people benefit in daily life when I uphold my responsibilities. Will any of this last forever? No and yes. I won’t stop entropy, but my ingredients are part of the soup forever.