Abstract

In response to the view that death is bad when it ruins our lives by interrupting what gives our lives meaning, my approach in this paper is to consider the meaning of life as something that ends at death. With this, I focus on the meaning of life rather than our vulnerability to the badness of death. Specifically, I consider two responses to the myth of Sisyphus—one from Albert Camus and one from Thomas Nagel—both of which take our lives to be absurd. Ultimately, I argue for a form of what Camus calls philosophical suicide by embracing categorical desires and life-projects as meaningful even in the absence of proof.