Absurdism Never Justifies Suicide

Absurdism Never Justifies Suicide
This blog post is inspired from this quote by Albert Camus

First blog post entirely stitched together with just questions.

I hope you find the answers conveyed between the lines.

Is life worth living only when it is meaningful or has a purpose? what is the meaning of dancing anyway? Or singing for that matter, or writing ? Do we only dance or sing if they have a purpose worth fulfilling? Who ascribes meaning? Who or what is 'I'? How accurate or final will be the purpose projected by 'I'? Do you look for purpose when you're Joy? Is Joy the purpose?
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