How is a love of the absurd possible?
Is it because actuality, regardless of rationality, is a precondition for valuability?
Is it because a love of the absurd is a precondition for love of the intrinsically good?
Is it because the overall consequences of any of our actions inevitably escape our cognitive grasp?
Is it because meaning itself is the mutual conditioning of values and facts, utterly meaningless considered apart from each other?
Is it because engagement in an absurd world is at the heart of philosophies both Christian and Nietzschean in their intent?
Is it because the love of wisdom itself requires a love of the absurd?
No.
It simply is.
A love of the absurd is possible, because it’s simply the coolest thing in the world.
Without a love of the absurd, you can’t truly love anything, since love itself is absurd.
Love is unconditional, without reasons, irrational.
As ultimately is every lover and every beloved.
This is why C.S. Lewis (in The Four Loves) privileged charity, love without reason, as divine.
It’s the foundation on which all the other loves depend.
However, this isn’t a reason to love the absurd. There is no reason to love the absurd. It’s just given.
Love is made true not in the fulfillment of conditions, but rather in their abolition.
And this is the unity of the loves: that love without conditions does not discriminate.
To make up reasons for an absurd love of the absurd–this was the ultimate absurdity.
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Amor Absurdi 