Life is absurd…
And that’s ok.
There is no meaning to any of this.
Life does not require a meaning.
If you need a meaning then the meaning is the meaning you give it or that your existence, life itself, to live is the meaning.
You wake up, do the same things everyday, create some memories and then you die.
Or you wake up, go on fun adventures, collect memories, and then you die.
There is no good or bad.
It is what it is.
Things happen unexpectedly. With no rhyme or reason.
You may be a great person, all prayed up, but then get shot in the head for no reason at all. Fine, if you need a reason, the reason was someone just woke up one day and wanted to kill somebody. There. There’s your reason.
We are all alone on this planet.
Every man for themselves.
And that’s ok.
For me, I’m an optimistic person by nature, so life being absurd actually instills in me a feeling of freedom, possibility, abundance and that anything is possible.
We have this one life, this short existence, and then it’s over, into eternal darkness.
“Basically, at the very bottom of life, which seduces us all, there is only absurdity, and more absurdity. And maybe that’s what gives us our joy for living, because the only thing that can defeat absurdity is lucidity.” -Albert Camus
In this context, lucidity means honesty.
Our antidote to absurdity of life is awareness, acceptance and to live our greatest lives.
At least that’s what I feel.
What’s your view on the absurdity of life?