No Reason? A Sufficient Reason

When the time comes, there are glimpses of fear in Mersault. It is normal to be scared of death because nobody knows what happens after, but this non-existentialist moment does not last long. A short time after, Mersault simply accepts the fact that he is going to die: “…I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.” (pg 222) There is nothing to do, the world is indifferent to the fact that he is going to die and so is he. He doesn’t care. Death is not important because life is not important, there fore existence does not have a reason to be. But then, why live? For Mersault, the existence of the human being is illogical, because life has no meaning. He just lives in the know, doesn’t expect anything from the future and gives no importance to the paste, but I don’t agree with this. Our existence does have a reason. Some people believe in fate and that everything is written. This could be considered the opposite, but I believe that life alone is a reason to live. Being surrounded by the people you love, making other people life, sharing moments and adventures, give reason to our existence. It does not have to be written, but it is there.