Life itself got lonely and complicated...and so I arrived at the conclusion identified by Albert Camus a century ago...life indeed has to be absurd.
Every existence is absurd in it's own way...How's life making sense if there are people who don't have any means to live? or others who hope are still gonna be alive to see the next sunrise? How can humanity have hope for the future when the world doesn't give any possibility? It's as clear as the daylight that possibility is the matter of liberty and since we're living in a mostly democratic world...the absence of it is a fatal lack.
How can the world make sense when no one can have what they want the most?
Humans just live an absurd existence...they struggle to get whatever they desire but in the end they still have nothing. What could be the use for that object of desire when in the end we have to face everything alone? We end up facing death alone...Ever since the very moment of birth the individual has the clear certitude that he'll eventually die...well then why struggle on this Earth? Some might say to gain recognition...I wonder about that...Who's ever gonna recognize your worth, struggles or hard work in this world?
Then why exist in this world? What could be the purpose of life? Some found a meaning for it...in happiness, faith or knowledge...As for me...? It must be a compositum. Just like Kant's Copernican Revolution...my life purpose has reverted my attention from the object of it directly to the subject.
But then again...what are we to do when we learn that we're living and absurd existence? There is only one being in whose case the existence precedes the essence and that's the human...Although each and every one of us is an individuality we have a lot of similarities too.
In 1942 Albert Camus was writing an essay about the absurd character of existence.
The first problem humans think about after realizing it has to be suicide since it's not worthy to live for nothing. Some might say they live to be happy...but what is happiness? are we ever gonna have at least a second of happiness?
From his point of view the correct attitude should be the revolt. Only by revolting against the absurd of the quotidian existence we can find a meaning in whatever we propose to realize.
To sustain his theory he used as a single argument the myth of Sisyphus who became, by excellence, the hero of the absurd. Through his passions and struggles he became the ideal image of human existence.
Sisyphus tried to became immortal but chaining death...this attracted the wrath of the gods who decided to give him a task. He was sentenced to climb a huge rock on the highest hill of the inferno. Once reaching the top of the hill, the rock would always fall on the opposite side and go down to the base of the hill...which made his task continue for eternity.
His disregard of the gods, hatred towards death and passion for life made his useless effort have a meaning, and thus Sisyphus discovered that the meaning of his life was happiness and he was achieving it by his hard work, his continuous and absurd effort of uselessly pushing the rock to the top of the hill made him happy, because within his sentence, that was the only way to infuriate the gods by defying them. He managed to find a meaning in defying the absurd and that's what every one of us has to do in order to be able to live.
A life for love, knowledge, happiness, faith or freedom is possible as long as we keep defying every challenge that will block our way.
The price every human being has to pay for their passions on this Earth is the acceptance of the fact that they're struggling to obtain something that will never be fully theirs of finished or that will never last...in the end something ephemeral.
After realizing this, it's their choice whether or not they keep on fighting and defying...or they give up and sink in the absurd...but Just as Eugène Ionesco always encouraged people to think differently I have to say most of the people ignore this fact after realizing it.
And there's the inner war between sense and sensibility.
Because of human's indifference the absurd is winning...
If you cannot reach it...you don't have the right to call it your purpose.
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