Finding meaning in life

You have to "create" a meaning. Simple, but not easy. Sometimes imagination won't cut it, sometimes you have to go out (I know!) & find it. It's almost impossible for meaning to find you, because not many things have inherent meaning; they just exist. (My opinion of course) 

defo zen buddhist thinking there (the very last sentence)....... 

I didn't want to go full Nietzsche, but mixed a bit of Albert Camus in, that I read recently. Heavy stuff.

funny

aidie said:

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Sounds like a sneeze to me! 

Didn't Camus also write 'The Fall?' (which gave Mark E Smith the name of his band)

i didnt sneeze 

Bless you! aidie

We didn't get any choice in staying away from Camus at school, as his novels The Outsider and The Plague came up for French A levels. 

This whole existentialist thing can be quite disturbing for a 17-yesr-old as done say all.hr big existentialist questions come up at this stage of adolescence anyway. 

Robert Smith must have been on the same syllabus too, hence his first famous hit, Killing an Arab. 

What I lived about L'etranger was the way Camus emphasises that he was condemned just because he did not respond to life in the way conventional hypocrisy expected him to. He was supposed to be piously cut up about his mother's death, but he wasn't.

Still, Camus certainly knew how to shock and in retrospect I liked him for that, too. 'My mother died yesterday. Or it might have been the day before, I can't quite remember.'

As for The Plague, that's got popular again, no prizes for guessing why. I liked him for his humanity and the way he expressed so much disgust for capital punishment. But I first read it at 13.

We didn't get any choice in staying away from Camus at school, as his novels The Outsider and The Plague came up for French A levels. 

This whole existentialist thing can be quite disturbing for a 17-yesr-old as done say all.hr big existentialist questions come up at this stage of adolescence anyway. 

Robert Smith must have been on the same syllabus too, hence his first famous hit, Killing an Arab. 

What I lived about L'etranger was the way Camus emphasises that he was condemned just because he did not respond to life in the way conventional hypocrisy expected him to. He was supposed to be piously cut up about his mother's death, but he wasn't.

Still, Camus certainly knew how to shock and in retrospect I liked him for that, too. 'My mother died yesterday. Or it might have been the day before, I can't quite remember.'

As for The Plague, that's got popular again, no prizes for guessing why. I liked him for his humanity and the way he expressed so much disgust for capital punishment. But I first read it at 13.

Didn't Camus also write 'The Fall?' (which gave Mark E Smith the name of his band)