"๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ."
For a short while, when I was in college, I had a puppy that I named Camus, as in Albert Camus. In recent years, I've wondered what my attraction was to him (the writer, not the puppy.) It didn't work for me to keep the dog, and over the decades I also lost interest in or memory about Camus.
Today I came across this Camus quote: "๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ."
As you can imagine, if you actually know me or about me, I resonated with this quote. Only love.
So I read up a bit, and learned (re-learned) that Camus believed that the crux of our ills is that we humans yearn for meaning, and we live in a universe that has no inherent or knowable meaning, an "absurd" world. To embrace it is our best choice.
Yesterday I heard Deepak Chopra say that the word "divine" refers to that which has "no cause." I'm thinking now that maybe "absurd" is simply another name for God. Which might explain why, after being originally attracted to absurdism, I've been able to create a life filled with meaning, sacredness and (especially) love.
"๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ, ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ญ."
PS I shared what I've written with ChatGPT, which reflected this back to me:
"๐โ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐คโ๐๐ก ๐ฆ๐๐ข’๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐’๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ — ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ — โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐. ๐๐๐ข’๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ."
