🌊 SURF 'N TURF 🏝️
-THE BORACAY ISLAND LIFE-

Imagine the most meaningless task imaginable: condemned by the gods to push a boulder up a mountain, only to watch it roll down every time you near the summit. Forever. This is the fate of Sisyphus, the absurd hero of Greek myth, and the central metaphor of Albert Camus's revolutionary 1942 essay, The Myth of Sisyphus.
Camus doesn't begin with gods or boulders, but with a single, stark proposition: "There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide." He asks: In a silent, indifferent universe devoid of God or inherent meaning—a universe where our hunger for understanding meets only the "unreasonable silence of the world"—what stops us from simply ending it all?
The answer, he argues, is the recognition of the Absurd. The Absurd is not the world itself, nor is it our mind alone. It is the brutal, inescapable confrontation between our desperate need for meaning, unity, and happiness, and the chaotic, irrational, mute universe that offers none. It is the divorce between man and his life, the actor and his setting.
Faced with this confrontation, humans have traditionally taken three paths, which Camus rejects as forms of "philosophical suicide":
Physical Suicide: To eliminate the human need for meaning by ending the human.
Religious/Philosophical Leap of Faith: To invent a transcendent meaning (God, dogma, an afterlife) to escape the Absurd. For Camus, this is intellectual dishonesty—a betrayal of the lucid confrontation.
Blind Hope: To pin meaning on some future state, like revolution or utopia, which is just another leap.
So what is left for Sisyphus—and for us? Revolt, Freedom, and Passion.
Camus insists we must hold the Absurd tension taut, without yielding to false hope or despair. We must revolt by refusing the leap and refusing suicide. We must embrace our absolute freedom in a world without divine command or predetermined purpose. And we must live with the greatest possible passion, filling our days with the quantity and diversity of experiences, knowing their intrinsic meaning is our own creation.
This brings us back to the hill. Sisyphus, fully conscious of the futility of his task, trudges down to retrieve his rock. This moment, Camus declares, is the moment of victory. "The struggle itself toward the heights is enough to fill a man's heart. One must imagine Sisyphus happy."
His happiness is not in success, which is impossible, but in the lucid defiance of his fate. By embracing the struggle itself as his purpose, he becomes the master of his own meaning. His rock is his thing. His revolt is his dignity.
Camus's essay is not a counsel of despair, but a fierce, sun-drenched manifesto for living without consolation. It is a call to be a warrior of the mundane, to find a fierce joy in the very act of pushing your rock, whatever it may be, simply because it is yours to push. It argues that in a world stripped of given answers, the most authentic and powerful response is to live, to create, and to rebel—with eyes wide open to the beautiful, meaningless sky.
"Pure signal, no noise"
Credits Goes to the respective
Author ✍️/ Photographer📸
🐇 🕳️